Simon was famous on Facebook
Had hundreds of friends in his life
Yet no one he actually spoke to
No buddies, no girlfriend, no wife.
His success was repeated on Twitter
One million followers plus
But he came to a violent ending
Knocked down by the number nine bus.
The money he made from his adverts
Was left to his favourite quartet
And mum organised a huge funeral
For all of his friends on the net.
Though no one showed up, not a sausage
To see Simon the Superstar off
In reality, he was as popular
As a man with a bad Covid cough.
So, if you are an internet wizard
With a wit that’s as sharp as a knife
Don’t forget to engage with real people
Get up and get out, get a life.
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