Well, it's Valentine's Day and here at My Power Animal H.Q. (i.e., my tiny living room!) we'd like to take some time to say a few words about Love and Friendship and the way they affect us and those around us...
Love truly Sucks...and True Friends are hard to find, even harder to keep and nearly impossible to count on when the proverbial shit hits the fan...
That is all... Thanks you.
And now, a poem from Turbo the Turtle, Cyber Poet Virtuoso, entitled "Your Love is like a Virus"...
"YOUR LOVE IS LIKE A VIRUS"
Your Love is like a Virus,
it eats away my Memory Banks
while it corrupts my Data Bases,
leaving just a Blinking Prompt.
Your Love is just like Malware,
it overruns my System's RAM...
I must say it's such a Hard Drive
Always Phishing for your Hand!
I send my Messenger in a Bottle,
Browse through Memories of You.
I would gladly suffer Spam,
if it meant True Love's Reboot!
I give you my Password, Baby...
this Love's been my Best Upgrade!
It's been Scanned for all Infections
And just awaits on your Command.
Press the START button in your Soul,
Let your Pixel Dreams appear!
Promise not to Recycle Bin Me
And I'll "Save File" all my Tears.
You so utterly invade MySpace,
leaving Me with Google Eyes!
I just feel myself a-Twitter
Every time your Facebook smiles.
I just E-Mail... I Text... I Tweet!
I Blog... I Pod, to No Avail!
This Situation Mega-Bytes...
It's gone way beyond the pale!
Yes, Your Love is like a Virus,
it breaks down all my Fire Walls...
I try to keep my Safeguards up,
but I can't prevent the Fall...
This is an Error-Coded Love,
there's No Memory Space left Free...
I just wish Your Heart could have a USB
that would Connect to Me...
(Original version drawing, which I totally botched... I feel second
version atop is way better...I think, but what do I know?)
This post was dedicated to my beautiful wife, of course... but then she acted like a total bitch and, after already posting it, I had to take my dedication back... Love you always Baby...
And to those Friends dear to me ( you know who you are)... Your in my Heart and in my fondest Memories of Youth...
HAPPY LUPERCALIA!
Love truly Sucks...and True Friends are hard to find, even harder to keep and nearly impossible to count on when the proverbial shit hits the fan...
That is all... Thanks you.
And now, a poem from Turbo the Turtle, Cyber Poet Virtuoso, entitled "Your Love is like a Virus"...
"YOUR LOVE IS LIKE A VIRUS"
Your Love is like a Virus,
it eats away my Memory Banks
while it corrupts my Data Bases,
leaving just a Blinking Prompt.
Your Love is just like Malware,
it overruns my System's RAM...
I must say it's such a Hard Drive
Always Phishing for your Hand!
I send my Messenger in a Bottle,
Browse through Memories of You.
I would gladly suffer Spam,
if it meant True Love's Reboot!
I give you my Password, Baby...
this Love's been my Best Upgrade!
It's been Scanned for all Infections
And just awaits on your Command.
Press the START button in your Soul,
Let your Pixel Dreams appear!
Promise not to Recycle Bin Me
And I'll "Save File" all my Tears.
You so utterly invade MySpace,
leaving Me with Google Eyes!
I just feel myself a-Twitter
Every time your Facebook smiles.
I just E-Mail... I Text... I Tweet!
I Blog... I Pod, to No Avail!
This Situation Mega-Bytes...
It's gone way beyond the pale!
Yes, Your Love is like a Virus,
it breaks down all my Fire Walls...
I try to keep my Safeguards up,
but I can't prevent the Fall...
This is an Error-Coded Love,
there's No Memory Space left Free...
I just wish Your Heart could have a USB
that would Connect to Me...
version atop is way better...I think, but what do I know?)
This post was dedicated to my beautiful wife, of course... but then she acted like a total bitch and, after already posting it, I had to take my dedication back... Love you always Baby...
And to those Friends dear to me ( you know who you are)... Your in my Heart and in my fondest Memories of Youth...
HAPPY LUPERCALIA!
3 comments:
"I give you my Password, Baby...", eso me mató... Feliz San Valentine para vos y tu chica, Nana!!! :)
that poem was rad! very witty,endearing, and funny! It mustve taken you a century 2 come up with it though! 4 me to come up with half the creavity and the intellect to create that poem, i wouldve had to stop time! props, foolio!
the poem was rad
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