She wandered lonely in a crowd <br />that fills the Internet for thrills, <br />when all at once she thought aloud, <br />hosts surfing, toasting golden pills, <br />beside the screen, beyond base tease, <br />revamping her priorities. <br /> <br />Continuous as the stars that shine <br />and twinkle over life today <br />she sought a never-ending line <br />to set example, quoted play: <br />Ten thousand thinklings at a glance <br />were tossed while head sought elegance. <br /> <br /> <br />The waves within met some which stray <br />by chance or fate, late sparkling glee: <br />a poet could not but be gay, <br />acknowledging eternity. <br />She gazed, she gazed, but little thought <br />untaught taut flow's show glow had brought: <br /> <br /> <br />Once, often on her couch she’d lie <br />in vacant or in pensive mood. <br />Wish flashed, dot dashing inward eye <br />to compensate her solitude. <br />Henceforth her heart with pleasure fills, <br />advancing with her writing skills.<br /><br />Jonathan ROBIN<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/shaft-o-thrills-parody-william-wordsworth-daffodils/
