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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Internet at Night
[time] => 2009-06-07 04:18:33
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[bodytext] => I was playing a game on a web site When I saw a vid about the Internet at night They said things about a predator’s stalk Ands they can do things to make you talk It made me become freaked As I saw that a pop up had sneaked I opened the window and shuddered at the pic It was so wrong, so bad, so sick I quickly closed it with a sight of relief But then it reopened to my disbelief Another one popped up, it was an ad Everything about it made me mad It showed the picture of my friends on MySpace That I had posted with my friend Grace It had us smirking evilly at the screen And it warned that we weren't what we seemed Pop ups continued coming up to my dismay I wanted to disappear, to be far away All were things about my friends and me All the pictures we had wanted the world to see My eyes began to water as read the next line Why couldn't everyone on Earth be fine? My virus detector seemed to pick up the bads It let out continuous beeping at all the ads I brushed away tears and tried to be calm But soon gave up and called my dad and mom Why did it have to be me? Why couldn't it be my sister Lee? My parents came up and asked me what happened They took a look at the screen and were instantly saddened By then a chat box had popped open And someone was typing something I wasn't hoping They called me some things and demanded my number I cried even harder and refused to slumber My dad called the police with an effortless grab While my mom read all the tabs The cops came immediately and looked at the pages And then told me that I had a virus and it had so many stages They asked me what I did and I explained all the before They shook their heads and they looked sore I really learned my lesson in the darkness to light Never wander web sites at night [comments] => 0 [counter] => 149 [topic] => 25 [informant] => Rukai [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => MiscPoems )
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