The Facebook Song by LazyWorkaholic published on 2013-01-02T23:35:27Z She does not Love me at all. My body’s all that she is after. I insist I’ve got a soul. She answers with sardonic laughter. She splashes all over Facebook Details of our nightly passions. I refuse To sleep with her Until she sees me as a person. But she’s too Hard to deter, And I succumb to all the cursin’. Her Facebook page reads like a bit From some unpublished de Sade novel. I beg her To keep it down, But all I get is more derision. She rips off My dressing gown Like she’s a woman on a mission. And that makes two of us, no doubt, ‘Cause I am desperate to stop her. I don’t like Her Facebook friends. Their indiscretion is appalling. My ordeal, It never ends. My joie de vivre is sharply falling. I’m selling all my Facebook shares And moving back to Nineteen Fifties.