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Poem and snark: Some days I wonder....

Some Days I Wonder


(After being asked one basic question too many)


Some days I wonder long snarky thoughts
about people and places and what hath God wroughts,
of tombstones and rabbits and deep Prussian blue,
but Google's my friend and Wikipedia, too.

I learn about carbon, I learn about steel,
I learn how to dye and to spin with a wheel,
I learn about Chaucer and what the Wife of Bath knew,
for Google's my friend and Wikipedia, too.

When a question arises and the itch, it is risen
to learn about selkies  or what is a frizzen,
I hop on my keyboard and type keywords anew,
for Google's my friend, and Wikipedia, too.

String theory, linguistics, and how to cook rice
All answered quite clearly, and done very nice,
The answers are  tasty, like chocolate fondue,
for Google's my friend and Wikipedia, too.

So why do some people ask the most basic things?
Won't lift up a finger all covered with rings,
to stroke their own keyboards to find answers so true
since Google's their friend, and Wikipedia, too.

I don't have the answers in some crystal ball,
but I'll answer them nicely, or won't answer at all.
I'll look up the key words or find them a clue,
for Google's my friend, and Wikipedia too.
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