Infidels, die! Allah is great!

Do you think that might be tempting fate

To tweet or text or say out loud

Here beneath the Google Cloud,

The big computer in the sky

In which all subversive thought

By an algorithm caught,

Is nullified and comes to naught.


And at the center of the web

Of data’s crisscross flow and ebb

Stands the FBI.

In six degrees of separation

You can sweep up a whole nation


It only takes a single bit

Of connection. Tag, you’re it!

Sorry, buddy, now you’re toast

You never should have read this post.