Come online with me, at leisure,
And let us surf on the Internet.
Like Faustus we shall share pleasure,
Of those websites, dot.com, dot.net.
We shall log in to desired chat room,
To know how cyber shepherds talk,
ICQ, messengers will help us roam,
To every nook and corner to stalk.
We shall hear the choicest songs,
And shall create our own utopia,
We shall have our own web sites,
And shall ever never face distopia.
If these delights make you move,
Come to me soon and be my love.