Porno Star
Got a date with
My modem line
Backdoor valentine
Internet jet set
Credit cards in debt
Going down
Going down
Its under my thumb
..com .cum
Web cam super scam
Triple x cyber sex
Shoot my rocks on the box
Peeping tom on the net
My url has gone all to hell
Http Im addicted to technology
Cyber junkie such a freak
Im in love with a porno star
song performed by by Motley Crue
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Careful Surfer
I am a careful surfer
I'm watchful where I go;
I slide around in cyber-space
Gently - nice and slow.
I'm careful who I take on board
Along my cyber way;
Some I leave in lifeboats
To find their own sweet way.
But it's great this cyber-surfing,
I never ever dreamed
Of all this interaction with
Whomever up I teamed.
But careful is the watchword
Those bugs are on our tail;
Hold your vessel steady, as
In cyber-space you sail.
Choose your anti-virus
And anti-malware well,
And don't forget the anti-spam -
And all the rest they sell.
Look out for E-disasters
But be careful cyber friend,
Or you and your computer
May meet a cyber end.
Yes, be a cautious surfer
Remember - nice and slow;
Look out for cyber pirates
Please - steady as you go.
But now I must be ending
My simple cyber tale,
Or you and me for always we,
Forevermore will sail
Upon the S.S. Internet,
No anchor ours to drop,
Amongst the gigs and megabytes,
And now, the Teraflops.
(Written Oct 2012)
poem by John Carter Brown
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Cyber Stalker Cherielyn
Cyber stalker
Preys on the web
From a call center
Bored and drab
Quite pathetic
In a mental trap
Gravely sick
All warped up
Sends phishing mails
Sends useless texts
But her efforts fail
She got me vexed
Traced her and so
This time I am
To her will go
Reveal her scam
Report her ruse
Get her banned
For cyber abuse
To jail she lands
For those who mean
To be cyber pests
Know this Cherielyn
She's one you'll detest!
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Song: An Average Cyber Hero
I'm your average cyber hero;
I don't exist in space.
My algorithm's zero.
I lack all human grace.
I'm your average cyber hero;
And I know my cyber place.
But my wheels are real and turning,
And burning up apace.
I'm your average cyber hero,
Writ in glyph of lower case.
An avatar of Nero,
With a second life and face.
I'm your average cyber hero,
With a cryptic clue to trace;
And I'll out-google Google,
With an engine cued to chase.
I'm your average cyber hero;
But you may think me more.
In the binaries of Zeno,
I'm both paradox and law.
I am the master gatekeeper,
I open many doors
Of perception, in this nano
World, of educated spores.
I'm your average cyber hero.
And I have no warming breath.
I endure a kind of limbo,
That's near to living death.
I'm your average cyber hero,
And I'll dive your hidden depths,
To the clearest seas I've seen below,
Your permafrost and steppes.
I'm your average cyber hero,
Who explores the world within.
A giant, not a minnow,
But a true leviathan.
I'm your average cyber hero,
And I'll plumb your secret well,
To plunge like Captain Nemo,
From a fate not unlike hell.
I'm your average cyber hero.
I'm the ghost in your machine.
Both as sleuth and dogged shadow,
You'll not escape unseen.
I'm your average cyber hero,
You dismiss by barb and scoff;
But I know your craven credo,
Won't let you turn me off!
poem by David SmithWhite
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Cyber Gods
In the dead of the night
After minimal thought
Your wheel chair rolling
To the very same spot
Electricity power
All the fuel you need
And in front of the rays
Doing your damn solo things
Under the invisible hand
Of an artificial mom
Under the ferocious stand
Of a superficial god
And the night has come
And the cyber gods attack
And the night is lost
With the cyber gods
After serious time
Of a visional search
You detect in the flashing
The “messiah” church
She is here for your joy
And of thousands more
Gift of hyper realms
Goddess of the hardcore
Under the invisible hand
Of an artificial mom
Under the ferocious stand
Of a superficial god
And the night has come
And the cyber gods attack
And the night is lost
With the cyber gods
When the ritual is finished
And you are ready to go
With your head to the ground
As in always before
Giving thanks to an item
Giving curse to your soul
You wish you embraced
Of a truly living god
And the night has come
And the cyber gods attack
And the night is lost
With the cyber gods
poem by Chris Terzis
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Everybody should want to make sure that we have the cyber tools necessary to investigate cyber crimes, and to be prepared to defend against them and to bring people to justice who commit it.
quote by Janet Reno
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Cyber Cafe Embarrassment.
She embarrassed too much the moon,
And for the fact she enjoyed it the dawn,
Watching secretly not to open the truth,
But to open because of denials the moon,
I called a cyber cafe and school embarrassment,
She embarrassed too much the moon,
And setting her Dogs in watch the dawn,
But eyes open but couldn't see still,
She needs but denials the moon,
I called a cyber cafe distractions for Art,
She embarrassed too much the moon,
And brought in are confusions,
And still cannot understand still,
A naive may be the moon dawn,
I called in darkness cyber cafe embarrassment.
She embarrassed too much the moon,
And dash out and dash in of its different gimmicks,
For a confusion of no meaning,
For its beauty in glory,
They tried to catch but couldn't,
They tried to obstruct but its morning shine!
I called in its windy liars and denials,
She embarrassed too much the moon,
We spoke even if its called an unspoken words,
We spoke and communicate very silently,
We ate but very silenced also,
But denials in reality of its greed the moon,
I called its security what J. p Clark refers 'SEASONS OF OMEN',
I called cyber cafe embarrassment in-depth,
I called my cyber cafe embarrassment in lust of love!
A cyber distraction diaspora.
poem by Bunmi Orogun Samuel
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Sonnet- Cyber World
God save this world from collapse and chaos;
If not, ’twill turn into a wasteland new;
Man’s actions are becoming much disastrous;
A man-made Apocalypse could ensue!
Robot-like men are filling the planet!
Virtuality, the human mind does woo;
The earth could be ruled all by the ‘internet’;
’Tis a cyber-world with a cyberspace too!
Come new diseases and new therapies;
Nuclear weapons threaten the brittle peace;
’Tis cyber-crimes/mania and Interpol;
High-Tech will have a significant role.
As God and man’s conscience get sidelined,
Morality will become undermined.
poem by John Celes
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Cyberspace
To live in Cyberspace amongst the wireless whizzung binary
Puts a mask upon our face and affords us anonymity
Its amazing how the jargon travels at the speed of light
So we shouldn't press the send button until constructed right
Some people cyber bully, some people cyber brag
Some people cyber buy and sell, and some just cyber shag
The magic of the net keeps us 'caught up' and collected
It's criss crosses the globe, ensuring loved ones stay connected
Is it safe to live here and frolic in the mesh?
I'd say it's good for humans but it isn't skin and flesh!
Even FaceTime apps and Skype don't have the same appeal
You can't give hugs in cyberspace, there's just no touchy feel!
I like the world it's opened up, It more than has a place
But let's not get so caught up we forget our open space.
poem by Stevie Taite
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Cyber Monday
Cyber Monday is my day
to Wrap my Christmas list.
I travel down the Amazon
to find that one-click bliss.
I keep my credit card on file
so when the impulse strikes me
I hop on line and grab my find
They'll ship it free most likely..
I joined their super saver club
which gives me priority.
I save a bunch on shipping
as I buy there constantly.
I pity those fools Thanksgiving night
waiting there on line
before a brick and mortar store
I guess for some that's fine.
Somehow Amazon recalls
the things I've bought before
and comes up with suggestions
I think its called Al Gore.
poem by John F. McCullagh
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“maureen Desmond”
To say I’m loved may be grossly understated
As Ms Desmond has assured me many times
Alas, our precious love is wrong and ill-fated
‘Cuz she’s guilty of too many Internet crimes
PH webmaster must stop this ardent lover
Forever ban n’ cast her into Cyber-Hell
That peace return to PH, after all the bother
‘Cuz nothing ever came from “Love for sale”
ROTMS
poem by Ray Lucero
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Cyber terrorism could also become more attractive as the real and virtual worlds become more closely coupled, with automobiles, appliances, and other devices attached to the Internet.
quote by Dorothy Denning
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A Sweetheart's Holiday
There'll always be a Valentine's Day
On the fourteenth of February of every year,
A day of festival romance and affection
And a Holiday for a sweetheart lovely and dear.
Special greeting cards are distributed
To friends and a sweetheart to keep in line.
Verses are embossed with tender thoughts,
But almost all say, ' Be My Valentine. '
The cards are adorned with satin, red ribbon
And white lace trimmings setting them apart
With a colorful and an attractive Valentine scene,
Or a cupid whose arrows pierce a heart.
Girls receive gifts of flowers or jewelry,
A large box of candy shaped like a heart,
Attending Valentine's Day dances and parties
With their favorite Valentine doing their part.
There'll always be a Valentine's Day
When the words of engagement are in the air,
And a sparkling diamond ring is placed on a finger -
A dream comes true - thanks for prayer.
poem by Joseph T. Renaldi
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Use Temperate Activism
“Hacktavists” launch web attacks
On those boycotting Wikileaks
Give Fed reason to dismantle Net
That shuts down activists n’ geeks
http: //www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-1336806/WikiLe aks-hackers-Operation-Payback-cyber-war-targets-S wedish-Government.html#ixzz17cv1qhhK
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poem by Ray Lucero
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Bullet For My Valentine
February
The time of love
Valentines Day
Questions being asked
All over the world
Will you be my valentine
Answers being said
Yes or No
What do you say
People carry around guns
Wanting to claim
There valentine
They have a love of there life
What will they do
To get the other person
To love them back
They shoot them
Into there hearts claiming
This is my valentine
No one can do anything
About it
That is why
Im giving you
This year
A bullet
For my valentine
poem by Allison Unknown
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Left Foot, Right Foot
left foot, right foot,
left foot, right foot,
eyes fixed straight ahead....
drawn by the spectre
of our own greed;
use it up, throw it out,
use it up, throw it out....
hardened and lifeless,
eaten from within
by the maggots of ego...
deaf to the cries
of our own children,
blinded by the 'God'
of cyber technology...
strip the fields,
cut down the forests...
mine the mountains,
we pee in our own
drinking water, and
walk away....
leaving nuclear tracks
in the womb of time.
left foot, right foot,
left foot, right foot...
marching blindly to hell
with drool on our chins!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Cyber-tyranny
Beware of Obama plan to regulate 'The Net'
A plan that mirrors China’s cyber-regulation
“Fed will manage passwords” lest you forget
*NSTIC yet more control by administration
*National Strategy for Trusted Identities in Cyberspace
ROTMS
View videos about NSTIC at:
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poem by Ray Lucero
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Super Sadist
Super angry
Super hated
Super evil
Super serrated
Super guitar
Super faded
Never sad sad sad
Super hated
Super sarcastic
Super sedated
The super sadist
Keeps his hands in his mouth
That's gold plated
Hates himself more and more
Cause he's made it
Super evil
Super jaded
Never sad sad sad
Super hated
Super sarcastic
Super sedated
The super sadist
Super high tech
Super pay check
Super ego
Super hate pro
Super cautious
Super nauseous
Never sad sad sad
Super all gone
Super hold on
Super ego
Super phenomenon
Super destroy
Super small boy
Never sad sad sad
Super asshole
Super nothing
song performed by by Jack Off Jill from Sexless Demons And Scars
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Previlege (Live)
Isnt it strange that a gift could be an enemy?
Isnt it weird that a privilege could feel like a chore?
Maybe its me but this line isnt going anywhere,
maybe if we looked hard enough, we could find a backdoor.
(find yourself a backdoor).
I see you in line, dragging your feet
you have my sympathy.
The day you were born, you were born free.
That is your privilege. (chorus)
Isnt it strange that the man standing in front of me
doesnt have a clue why hes waiting, or what he is waiting for?
Maybe its me, but im sick of wasting energy.
Maybe if i look in my heart I could find a backdoor.
(Find yourself a backdoor).
I see you in line, dragging your feet
you have my sympathy.
The day you were born, you were born free.
That is your
That is your privilege.
(Find yourself a backdoor).
I see you in line, dragging your feet
you have my sympathy.
The day you were born, you were born free.
That is your privilege. *2
song performed by by Incubus
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On Line
It's fine being 'on line'
But I'd rather see a friend face to face
Than all this wafting about in 'cyber space'
After all most of us with faceless names
Haven't got a clue,
Any chance of some I.D?
To make me certain
That 'you', are, 'YOU? '
This country's a disgrace
There used to be a time
When friends went out to dance or dine,
Or drink a pint or two
Even mumbling half wit platitudes
About their day and the weather
And what they planned to do and not, to do
Is better than this 'on line race'
What do you dear reader, think?
Send me an 'E- mail'
Let me know your point of view!
P.S That is if 'you' are, really YOU!
MARIGOLD GLOVES
poem by Yvette Smith
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A Date In Cyberspace
would a date in cyberspace
acceptable to you? my body is taken,
but my heart is still in the power
of my hands, and it is beating
like a ball of fire, the sun, shining
with its rays, prepared to hold
anything that is cold and weary
and lovely still to behold.
are you one of those colder planets
out there waiting for the warmth
of my distant heat?
let me caress your face
let my rays run like thai massage
to your weary flesh
let me kiss you lips
let me in on a hot noon day
affair on valentine's day
take my light to your room
let me see your naked body
let me feel it like i am all light
let me see you spin in happiness
let me see you as a heavy cloud about to pour your rain
let me see you as a dry soil absorbing all rain
and bathing in all my sunshine
let me hear you moan tonight in cyber space
let there be twinkling stars let there be the most silent moon
gentle to our secrets like a mother seeing his son happy with his toy
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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