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.