Hang there, oh my phone, in witness to my thoughts,
and thou, rainbow’d Apple of the net, from thy cyber-citadel,
survey my surfing trail, which my full life doth tell.
Oh Internet! These clicks shall be my thoughts,
so that every disk that squawks shall see my habits witnessed everywhere.
Surf, surf, surf, oh mobile! Click on every page, the fair and foul, of this electronic age.
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