
I hope you enjoy this lighthearted rhyme about getting my feet wet on the internet. After searching many of the poetry sites, yours appeared to be an ideal place to submit this type of poem and to share it with others. Now that I'm on the internet up to my neck ( not over my head ), I thought I'd try it's e-mail capabilities. Please let me know if everything came across ok, and what you thought of it. To send your comments send e-mail to wtozzi@ix.netcom.com.
They told me to get
on the internet
for a trek to a wonderful place.
Just insert this disk
and, click, with a whisk,
you'll be launched into deep cyber-space.
The countdown's begun.
Five - four - three - two - one.
I'm waiting with anticipation.
On the monitor screen
a message is seen,
Check your modem's configuration.
COM-2 or COM-1?
X-OFF or X-ON?
What settings should I be using?
You'll have to agree,
an earthling like me
finds all of this somewhat confusing.
What do you do?
Why, call the guru
at your internet service provider.
And, if it's like mine,
in a few minutes time
your knowledge gets a little wider.
You do as you're told,
and lo and behold
you've successfully logged onto the net.
What a surprise,
squinting your eyes,
what you see may be not what you get.
It's all Greek to me
h t t p:
//here@there.wherever
I'm lost in this loop
of alphabet soup.
Is someone trying to be clever?
Just relax, my boy.
Enjoy your new toy.
Get on with the new introductions.
Rely on your luck,
and if you get stuck,
you can always read the instructions.
A click of your mouse
and right from your house
you 're off on a cyber-excursion.
There's sites to explore
with URL's galore.
You'll find it a welcome diversion.
With proper software
and a comfortable chair,
you'll be surfin' like one of the pros.
You'll not be alone.
You'll tie up the phone
and wonder where all your time goes.
You're never too old.
You've got to be bold
and go where you've not gone before.
On the other hand,
the site where you land
just might be as close as next door.
I 'm really impressed,
most sites passed my test,
while some seem to have an affliction.
I'm surfin' the net
for other sites yet.
I think it's become an addiction.
I've run short of rhyme
and run out of time
and must re-enter the world of the sane.
And so, with a smile,
I log out in style,
and can't wait to log in again.