Ode to Google: The Whole World's A Library

Ode to Google my only Search Engine

Computing what it does and all for me

While It makes the whole world a library

I think of my Future and my Being

I remember time before the Internet

Of How it was squandered on Useless Stuff

Uninformed arrogant and insipid

was no way to Function not in the least

I enter a letter, number, image

All my impatience gets hyperactive

I ask and it listens then answers gives

My oracle of knowledge, my great gage

I googled this: “what happens when love ends?”

It is infinite as you responded <3
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