Face(book) Your Family

08Feb11

I go to visit grandmother and all I see are farms…

“Is anyone else having troubles getting their baby ducks

to transform into different ones? I’ve had some troubles

and they won’t switch. Have a lot of troubles don’t know why

I get people to click and get seven names and then I can’t get it

to change.” In other words, total nonsense! Nothing but tiny

cartoon animals plastered all over her wall so I pop around

to see my dad, only finding six months worth of spam.

My mother is disconnected, my younger relatives swear

a ridiculous amount and here I still edit all the shit

that comes out my mouth, at least before I hit the post.

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Filed under: ♥ Creativity, Children's Lit, Facebook, Poetry, Reality   |  1 Comment
Tags: dad, Facebook, family, farmville, mom, postaday2011, Spam, swear, technology