Poetic stylings of Sully

The Internet

It's here, it's there, it's everywhere,

It’s ads for beer, and underwear,

For words that slime, and hasty rhyme;

A manic place, this cyberspace,

Where chaos rules, and abusive fools,

Share fleeting pages, with gentle sages.

The Internet, is lusty sweat,

Heated chat, and granny’s cat.

It's the latest news, and words that bruise,

It's thoughts that heal, and sex appeal,

Sights of yonder, and things to ponder.

It's manic raves, and keyboard slaves,

It's a fleeting wonder, and floods down under.

What it ain't, is for the faint,

Unless they need, a healthcare feed,

Or for those who rule, and hate a tool,

That puts free speech, in people's reach,

And enables groups, away from troops.