I’ve pulled the plug on the Internet

I’ve done it without the least regret

What a relief, there’s no more aggra

From messages urging me – “get Viagra”

 

No more photos by the score

From various sources – such a bore

No more sitting before a screen,

Now there’s time to plan and dream.

 

The written word is much more fun

And reading a source of great delight;

You can’t take a computer to bed, it’s true,

To pass the time on a sleepless night.

 

How did we cope in that far-off time

When IT was a pronoun, and going on line

Meant hanging out the washing

When the day was fine?

 

Modern technology is a wonder

But doting on it can be a blunder.

So, don’t be a slave to the Internet.

I’m free at last – are you ready yet?