I'm sending lots of emails, like a maven I can click
On buttons or on icons – I believe I'm pretty slick.
I'm surfing and I've googled ev'rything from this to that;
I follow links tenaciously – I'm no tame pussy cat.
But in the midst of commenting or ordering online
I'm stopped dead in the water by a screen that's so malign.
To prove I'm not a spammer I must copy down a set
Of letters that were carried by a camel from Tibet –
At least that's how they look to me, all scrambled and unclear;
Before my bleary eyes they never seem to much cohere.
Is that a "P" or could it be a sorta, kinda, "8"?
And what's this little doo-dad? (Please remember my heart rate!)
Upper case or lower case? I really cannot tell.
And this here smudgy thingum can go straight on down to hell!
After twenty minutes I give up – I feel forsook.
The internet's a racket – think I'll go and read a book.
No matter what I'm reading I have no need to surmount
Anything that's asking me to verify my account.
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