The Internet

So it's 2:38 am and the internet makes me angry...so I wrote a poem about it. 

Oh  internet you're not my friend

you're really rather mean

I doubt that we can make amends 

with  you're  inconstant routine

Sometimes you're pace is very fast 

then leads to a screeching halt

my bitterness is unsurpassed

and yes, it is your fault

DSL and cable too 

will only make things worse

but the truth is you smell like poo

and make me want to curse