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I Fail at Twitter — the poem

I Fail at Twitter

Oh how fickle the Twitter fates be —
as they say, “Follow me, my friend!”
And yet I can’t unfail my whale
and know what words to send.

I read all the tips that go floating by,
like “be kindly and never be spammy.”
But try as I may, my tweets die fast —
are they stupid or just plain crappy?

Funny thing is I always feel beat,
By big names like “Mr Million aplusk,”
I feel like a small fish in a very big sea,
Swimming upstream from dawn until dusk.

I’ve found it’s true: Twitter never sleeps.
It’s impossible to keep up with the flow.
By the time I’ve RT’ed the latest and greatest,
a thousand others have stolen the show!

And now the media has finally awoken —
with Iran’s Twitter-green revolution.
Millions more will push the 140 limit,
and I’ll be even more Lilliputian!


Thank you for visiting,
Lori Hoeck

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  • MaryEllen Rendine June 20, 2009, 2:48 am

    Love your poem…and couldn’t agree more! My name on Twitter is: eccentrie

    Have a great weekend!