A poem for today:
I feel slightly bitter
My beloved Twitter
Has gone down the shitter
(Anon)
I feel slightly bitter
My beloved Twitter
Has gone down the shitter
(Anon)
Comments
of me in poetβs corner?
My epitaph
βAfter a lifetime of telling the truth, here lies Snowβ
I might suggest we do it sooner rather than later π
There is hope anew
Where the sky is blue...
They don't
Know you
Let them know we
Know
Better than that
And it doesn't matter
We all found eachother π¦
By Musk parasitised,
Online there was a better show,
So I flew to blue skies.
Happy birthday!
Thank you John π₯³
Decided to support an orange Hitler
Lovely to see you over here π₯³π€
This person reckons
Itβll be less shitter
Than Twitter
(Also Anon)
I also rhymed Twitter with Shitter recently. π
Good to see you over here, my little tubby hubby π₯°
I donβt miss it much at all. Do you?
I feel rather bitter,
My beloved Twitter,
Was bought by a git.
And now it's feckin shit!
What a chat up line who would have guessed
Tis three feet long and two feet wide"
Told you he was shite!
πππ
Lovely to find you here Gareth π€β€οΈ
Xitter... (same pronunciation!)
It's really quite a lovely hue
And we can still follow you
(In a not creepy way obvs) π
Blue sky is so much fitter.
Lovely to see you here βΊοΈβ€οΈ
(Who I retweeted yesterday π)
I taught him all he knows π€·π½ββοΈ
Who fucked the blue bird.
His site is a cess-pit,
So we upped and left it.
Our home now is new:
It's a sky full of blue.
β¦ well-loved slipper
I hope you are keeping well, my friend.
And, yes, all good with me.
And sprinkle some glitter
No adults will consider
That tweeting hole of shit litter
Same feels π₯
The old place just keeps getting worse.
Didn't see those stories, but that's the tone of the place now.
I really hope this place stays better than that.
It's gone all fash has Twitter
It's caught a rash that Twitter
I've lost my pash for Twitter
He bought the bird & turned it mean
So I flew away wings a-flutter
To Bluer sky's no need to hide & mutter
#tags are gone what a relief!
No more drama just belief
Calm blue skies to posts that gleam
A peaceful feed a place to daydream
"Woker than an insomniac on speed "
..that's tickled multiple chuckles out of me!ππ π
Giving you a follow ππ»
Twatter is dead. ends
Self preservation says leave
As one who was classically educated in the more esoteric works of Edward Lear.....
I hope that you don't think me bitter,
Since I no longer post stuff on Twitter.
It's Bluesky for me,
And you also, I see,
Now Musk's flushed the bird down the shitter.
Cause of that twat Elon
Donβt worry, we got you, Anon
Before the hate