The Internet
The Internet
Across the earth they cast a net
In which a worldly soup is met
The good the bad the in-between
The dark the light and greyish sheen
All jumbled in a mighty throng
The clever right, the woeful wrong
It is the same, or so I’m told
Just like the fisher nets of old
They trawled the oceans deep dark floor
And netted creatures by the score
Some fat and plump, a rich reward
Some dank and foul, tossed overboard
And so, be sure that when you stray
Along that road... the net’s highway
To use your brain and use it right
And cast the rubbish out of sight
Check all your facts, don’t use one source
Before your genius you enforce
For though the net’s a magic tool
You wouldn’t want to look a fool.
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