Internet Musings

The internet can be likened to a Christmas Tree,
a constellations all lit up with gifts beneath
 in strange wrappings.

A subscriber logs on, a star twinkles
A subscriber logs off
and a light turns off.

This continuous stream of lights turning on and off
in no way compromises the Internet
It  will always grow beyond our expectations.

The Internet has no shape.  It is amoeba shaped.
Its vastness hints of an expanding
and unknown universe.

Like a teddy bear of humongous size,
the Internet has its warm and cuddly side.
Let's say, you're a toad in Brooklyn

You can mask as a Prince,
and tweet romantic to an aging freak in North Korea
pretending he's a 13 year old virgin.

But wait!  North Korea does not have an internet.
Probably neither does Hell
nor Heaven