[Aaron Novick]

When I consider how my tweets are spent

When I consider how my tweets are spent
Ere half my days in this dark world and wide
And that one bad tweet which I'd die to hide
Lodg'd on my timeline, though my fingers bent
To serve therewith the Twitter, and present
Some better tweets, lest @jack returning chide;
"Doth @jack extract my data, joy denied?"
I fondly ask. But Data, to prevent
That murmur, soon replies: "@jack doth not need
Either man's tweets or his own cash; who best
Feed his AI, they serve him best. His reich
Is hellsite. Millions at his bidding speed
And post o'er land and ocean without rest:
They also serve who only lurk and like."