Of all those places I can be,
There is not one I wish to see,
For I of minds too many are,
On the fence should by train or car,
But I do know at least I think…

Range of for when, and that’s in ink,
Cast I such cautioned windward go,
Make this single decision show,
Dare I dare more be so silly,
Click, best match, and try Joobili.
The Web Laureate is the writer of poetry embodying the web experience by one who is especially gifted in the perception and expression of the online.