Sing a Song of Fake Likes

Sing a song of bloggers
a pocket full of likes
four and twenty photos
most are of bikes
they don’t know you don’t read
politely like you back
so your imaginary friends
can lick along your crack

Why the hell do you care?
Why the fakery?
Click like on all the unread poems
or foodies’ bakeries.
You have such pretty photos
(yeah, right)
They really are a hit
but please, don’t come and visit me,
’cause I don’t need that shit.

10 Comments

  1. amberafrica says:

    Your words here made me laugh and I just cannot resist liking this 🙂

    1. Thank you. I’m glad.

  2. Bess Jones says:

    Haha! 🙂 Awesome babe.

      1. Bess Jones says:

        Ywh.

  3. prior says:

    super fun – really –
    “they don’t know you don’t read
    politely like you back” ha still laughing

    1. Thanks. I’m glad you enjoyed it.

  4. Carissa says:

    Not a fake like. 😉

    1. It never feels fake from you. I hope you have a wonderful Thanksgiving.

      1. Carissa says:

        You too, Bill. You too.

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