Hashtag Schoolyard Politics
In the recesses of my mind, hashtag in the great playground of words
it pounds the imagination like a bully How a tic-tac-toe sign
becomes the word of the year
is this just some blip in a crackerjack box or will more non-words become words
Hashtag sounds like some corny
confusing childhood game like pinning a note on someone’s back or an oatmeal food fight in the lunch room
Hashtag medley melee maybe I am just stewing around immaturely hashtag juvenile data mining but I nominate guillemets, for this years word, which sounds more angelic but all this is more or less trivial quote unquote it is just a tweet geek hashtag tweek
Copyright © John Beam | Year Posted 2017
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