How I long for the internet of yesteryear,
The simplicity and easy read,
The uncomplicated pages and sweet graphics,
The possibility of depth,
Of unbroken concentration.
Today's American web,
It's like NASCAR on methamphetamine,
Likely to crash into the crowd,
So highly unstable.
In the UK they remember the better age,
The worth of a long read,
A slow afternoon and a good story.
I think the Ferenghi have invaded Earth,
Flash boom bah,
Boing boing bang,
And I have to ask now,
Do I still have your attention?
By: Daniel A. Stafford