Just a URL

My wife was looking over my son's shoulder at the computer. "What's that?"

"It's just a URL."

"No, try it!"

"It's just a URL."

I imagined how the poor URL felt:

I'm just a URL
Difficult to spell
People know the site I'm displayin'

Paid for every click
Hope my link they'll pick
It's for eyeballs I'm prayin'

There will come a day
The site will pass away
Then what will they say about me?

When the end comes oh well
They'll say just a URL
The web goes on without me

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