Twitter, to me, is like the sea.
And I a whale and you a sail
of a tiny ship. I'm Moby Dick.
I do intend your mast to rend
in many pieces, your life it ceases.
Twitter, verily, is like the sea.
Your corpse, it floats. A white whale gloats.
For I'm the winner and you my dinner.
Twitter, you see, is like the sea.
Your tweets, however, do not satisfy my hunger.
