They fuck you up, your Twitter and Facebook
They may not mean to, but they do
They fill your timeline with the ideas they have
And extra links just for you
But they were fucked up in their turn
By fools with old-style views and quotes
Debate ensues, about the news
They’re half at one another’s throats.
Man hands on gags and blogs, to man.
They pile up on a virtual shelf.
Delete your account as soon as you can
And don’t fuck around online yourself