Twitter me this and twitter me that...is it all just idle chit chat?
Or irrelevant facts...periodically spat...texted and stacked
In neat little lines...frozen in time...and cyber space
Lies and truth entwined and laced...together
Like "birds of a feather"...cell phone tethered
Stormy days or fair weather
We must tweet...online parakeets...perched and ready to preach
Sharpening our teeth...on every word
Now Polly needs her cracker!
The fixation factor...from ordinary folks to politicians and actors
They all must tweet...their opinions and or beefs
Fragmented thoughts in the mind
An axe to grind...technically blinded
By the sender...whats the motive and or agenda
Do we even remember...how to have a real conversation?
Or has the twitter nation...become the norm
Gone are soapboxes and platforms...in the traditional form
A simple text, makes as much noise has a bullhorn
So who needs bells or whistles...pen, paper or pencils?
When now a days Tweetie birds...don't have to speak to be heard!

A little birdie told me so,

Mommy Dearest