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| ever dumbening |
High-Speed Poetry! Zat thing gotta HEMI? The Webpage of J. Alfred Prufrock Let us go then, you and I, When the browser is spread out against the sky Like a patient etherised upon a token ring In the chatroom women come and go Talking of Michael Jackson, yo. Shall I type, I have gone at night through narrow bandwidths, And watched the drivel that rises from the screens Of lonely men in skivvies, looking out of Windows? Shall I LAN my arpanet? Do I dare a firewall breach? I shall wear black emo trousers, and surf the web-ring for Screech. I have heard the bloggers yapping, each to each. I do not think that they will email me. I have lingered in the avatars of me By web-girls wreathed with web cams up and down Till speech synthesizers wake us, and servers go down. |
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