Saturday Disappears

My Saturday just disappeared, wish I could get it back
I sat in front of the computer and fell down the internet crack.

I didn’t mean to do it, spend all day surfing the online
I should have down the housework, instead of frittering all my time.

If someone comes to visit, I’ll have to go and hide
as the house is in a frightful state – I really should have tried.

I’m regretting all the moments I didn’t sit out in the sun
because evening falls so swiftly now that it is Autumn.

Oh, WordPress, you’re oppressing me with demands upon my time
to look at this, and look at that – I need a glass of wine.

There are so many, many blogs, that I would like to read
and scroll through all the comments, that like the rabbits, breed.

I’ll never reach the end of it, my day has disappeared
the internet has me seduced, it is as I have feared

There’s just too much to look at, to comment on and like
it’s a never-ending cycle, like a chain upon a bike.

I promise that tomorrow I will not do as today
I’ll brace myself and shut the lid …….and then I’ll RUN away.

© C Woolley  2014

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7 thoughts on “Saturday Disappears

  1. pommepal 19/04/2014 / 9:35 pm

    Oh I so do know that feeling when I’ve been swallowed up all day in cyberspace. Love the humour in your poetry

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    • ceenoa 19/04/2014 / 9:50 pm

      Thanks for your compliment. Cyberspace is full of dark holes that pull you in, only to emerge on the other side several years after you left. 🙂

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      • pommepal 20/04/2014 / 10:43 am

        Ha-ha ha and I still think I am living in the 1900’s. Got my first computer in 1999…

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  2. skybright1 20/04/2014 / 2:28 pm

    P’raps you’d better “shut the lid” or we will find you with only ankles to be seen!

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    • ceenoa 20/04/2014 / 4:11 pm

      mmmm. perhaps I better put an elastic band on them so the kids can pull me back.

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  3. Masala & Blarney 21/04/2014 / 11:30 am

    My gf’s say I’m ignoring them over on Facebook now that I’m blogging *snort* I so totally relate to your funny poem 🙂

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    • Claudette 21/04/2014 / 5:46 pm

      yes, too much to do on here. No time for real life 🙂

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