with apologies to Don McLean…
Not so long, long ago…
I can still remember
How those tweets used to make me smile.
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people retweet
And, maybe, they’d be happy for a while.
But tweetspam made me shiver
With every @message I’d deliver.
Bad news from TechCrunch;
I cant tweet what I’ll eat for lunch.
I can’t remember if I cried
When I read about how Ev’s fortune did slide,
But something touched me deep inside
The day twitter died.
So bye-bye, micro-blogging pie.
Took my status to Facebook,
But its interface makes me cry.
Them good old internet boys weren’t asking why
Singing, “if I cant tweet, I doubt I’ll die.
“this’ll be the day that I wont die.”