Would you have gone to museums -
The Science or perhaps Guggengheim?
What did you do before Facebook?
How did you fill out your time?
Maybe you dog went for walkies
Or the kids got took out to play?
What did you do before Facebook?
How did you fill out your day?
How did you fit in employment?
Or even find time for the wife?
What did you do before Facebook?
What did you do with your life?
There’s programmes enough on the telly
Big Brother’s especially dour
You watch in on absolute strangers
Do nothing for hour on hour.
But when I turn on my computer
I find that now I can read
That someone I don’t know’s got pimples
Or been to the toilet and wee’d.
Then someone’ll tell me they’re happy
And somebody else posts they’re sad
Ten minutes later you’re posting again
To tell me you’ve just phoned your dad.
So 5 or 6 times in a morning
You post the banal and inane
What did you do before Facebook
I’m asking myself yet again.
You tell me you’re in Donny Market
Or stuck in a queue in a jeep
Or post me an interesting photo
Of Fido at home fast asleep.
You’ve posted at 4 in the morning
Determined to broadcast your shite
What did you do before Facebook
What did you do through the night?
So what is it that you’re not doing?
What past-time do you now defray?
What did you do before Facebook?
How did you fill out your day?
John Coopey
Fri 19th Oct 2012 16:04
Francine
Ah, there you are! Hiding all the while on my page and not your own.
Isabel gets it right when she says that the attraction of Facebook is that it's so vaccuous.
Still, I wish I'd invented the bl**dy thing!