A Facebook Found Poem

Let's just go ahead and call this: The Official E, Myself, and I Facebook Week of 2010.

Ok, now that that's out of the way... I'm spicing up "Midweek Laughs" today...

 The basic topic is:

What makes you laugh about FACEBOOK? (Of course!)

But... here's the challenge.  I'm writing a FOUND POEM using only - you guessed it - FB STATUS UPDATES!  (How fun is this?)

What is a "Found Poem" you ask?  

According to www.poets.org:

Found poems take existing texts and refashion them, reorder them, and present them as poems. The literary equivalent of a collage, found poetry is often made from newspaper articles, street signs, graffiti, speeches, letters, or even other poems.

A pure found poem consists exclusively of outside texts: the words of the poem remain as they were found, with few additions or omissions. Decisions of form, such as where to break a line, are left to the poet.

It's pretty much the easiest form of poetry, because you don't have to do any of the actual writing yourself.  (And, no friends, it does NOT have to rhyme!) 

So... I bring you:

What's On Your Mind?

 Thanks, friend, for your poor cell reception...
You know it's going to be a bad day,

when you run over the toll booth.

It's true... You can wear Birks

....and [be] weirded out by the Santanna-Brittany make out session.

I have a UTI, and just saw

an old man riding a bike with a big fluffy white cat in a basket.

I could literally burst into little bits!
...

Am I crazy?

I just ate an entire head of garlic.

What will the Creatures of the Night think?

I can tell,

Tonight is gonna be a red wine and sleeping pills kinda night,

and I am going to lose all my friends.

Either way,

I had a great afternoon just

watching the Pupcake.

Plus, there's another casserole in the freezer...

It smells like it's brewin' a mighty fecal stew

of medicinal ice cream just administered to my throat.

By the way,

If you tick me off, and I don't say anything

It's not because

I'm getting ready to walk down the aisle as a groom's-maid.

I miss you, Carl Sagan

but, don't I interact with seniors enough already?

Honestly, I'm really wondering...

"Have you touched President Obama?"

Best thing I ever did;

but, it ended in throwing up.

Sincerely, 

Thighs MaGee

*For the record: None of these are my words;  they were found entirely in the status updates of my friends (via the public domain that is FaceBook) over the course of the last 48 hours!

Now, try your hand at social network poetry and link up below!  (Or, you can always just post about what makes you laugh on Facebook!)