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I'll have to unfriend you on Facebook
your postings are driving me mad.
I'm starting to think that you're lonely,
I'm starting to think that you're sad.
I don't want to know what your cat's called
or when he last went for a wee.
I couldn't care less where your Nan lives,
or what you might have for your tea.
I find all your illnesses funny,
can anyone suffer so much
Each day they seem to be different,
and you like to keep people in touch.
The people who answer your comments
all seem to have problems as well.
Half of them struggle with English,
the other half can't even spell.
So now you will have to excuse me
I'm taking my name off your list
I know I'll feel better without you
and I bet I won't even be missed....
Copyright © John Wilkinson | Year Posted 2016
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