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When FB and google beckon

I've fallen into the net,
laid by the mighty internet
FB and google rule the roost
while I follow post after post

Dishes wait and so does lunch
I'm a busy person, online forever
Juggling many a browser,
time for me is, sigh!, a crunch

Typing away furiously one day
the milk overflowed and dried away
the curry was a little salty
and the husband remarked a bit nasty

Said I, "Oh, what do you know
I've an image with fans and follow
Who will run the Facebook
if I turn into a cook?"

Hubby looked a little scared
for,the woman he married
seemed a little mad
I smirked a bit and added,

"I need to go, 've tasks on hand-
 there are comments to be liked,
some pending 'group' invite.
Then there are posts to be shared,
which also need my expert advise"

I can be your friend on FB,
share your jokes and add repartee
But, beware I could spill the beans too
and click the 'un-friend' tab next to you!"

Hubby made a hasty retreat
there was no way he could beat
the world wide web entirely
for, it houses the world, virtually!

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  1. LOL Uma, really good take on our lives nowadays ;)

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    1. hehe, thanks, Aparna..rings very close to truth, no?

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  2. Humourously capturing the reality.A very nice verse

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  3. LOL, very funny, but so true ;)!!!

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    1. the truth of our lives, ZM! :-)

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  4. Oh wow! I loved this! what a fun way to put it! and true FB has started to resemble oxygen now... can't do an hour without it! :)

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    1. I can stay without the phone but not without the net!

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  5. he he, loved it. Neat poetry and rings so true to real life:)

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  6. lol....describes it all so well....hahaha

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    1. Life without the net is so unthinkable, no? :-)

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  7. Haha..realistic poetry. Each one of us has fallen into the net, laid by the mighty internet!

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  8. ROFL well said well said :D hahahah ... how are we going to get out of this net? seems impossible :D

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    1. there is no way, Ramya...no way :-))

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  9. wow.. lovely poem.. I can sing it like a nursery rhyme...

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    1. hahaha...nursery rhyme of our lives..:-))))

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  10. Lol!! It's all about facebook/internet mania!! :D

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    1. yep..life is on FB, almost! :-)

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  11. lol....well written....

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    1. thanks, Anon..wish you had left your name :-)

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  12. Ha ha... describes my life too... sometimes :) Good job.

    Cheers
    Meera

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    1. yes, Meera..it's the story of our lives...almost or otherwise ;-)

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  13. That was a very humorous take Uma :)
    I am one of those recluses in this world who is not on facebook. But am equally hooked to the net with the discovery of the huge blogging world.

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    1. Not on FB, eh? hmm...you are saving a lot of time...but then you're right. Blogging is equally addictive too!
      thanks, Aarthy! :-)

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  14. Hey,
    I just dropped by to say that you have been awarded “Creative Blogger Award” at Honoured - The Undefined World

    Until later,
    Keirthana :)

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  15. This was beautifully expressed! Short n crisp:) Best wishes for the award and wishing you many more!

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    1. oops. Sorry Rahulji..I don't know how I missed replying to your comment here. Thank you so much! :-)

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  16. Very funny but scarily true too ;)

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    1. yes, what d'ya think this was no fiction! :-)

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  17. Lol! sometimes, we start with reading our friend's updates quickly and sign off, but stay for hours liking, commenting and sharing :) so true

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    1. I know, we and our expert comments and advices..what would become of the world if we shut ourselves out??!! :-)

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  18. Lol Uma, this was hilarious. Is that really you? :-D

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