I tried to google your website
But all I saw was angry birds.
What’s wrong with the world
When I can’t type some words
To spy on all you do?
Next thing ya know
The internet will mark us
And friend and foe
Will never be free,
Prisons may spring from parks.
I’m off to hide in the lee
From this crazy wind
Like a televangelist who has sinned.
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