no internet is the new rain

A day isn’t
a day well spent
unless it’s spent
trying to make
screeching violin
noises sound pleasant.

what is this? a new present?
or maybe the generous givings
of a very kind peasant
a new sample library?
or maybe, an old Wagner (or any)
others are in the race
and they’re far too many!

worked out of my hard penny
This is not just fun, Jenny!
ruckus here, and a tumble there
oh look, there’s Kenny.
On Twitter he is, creating quite the flurry
while trolls and hackers make some merry!

Are these workings of a strange planet?
Or maybe Pokemon is the new game for Janet
and Jane, oh so trendy yet so plain?
everyone runs around the city
while I adjust the gain
in an iffy-jiffy!
What is pain? is it sitting in a train?
you see, no internet is the new rain

yet round and round we go,
all in vain.