The list game

The list game

A Poem by Sketchygoblin
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A short quipp about "big data"

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Big data (the list game)

When I was young I'd go to my nans to stay
We will play a game she would always say
I'll write down your name this time like last
We can look back and see how many visits have past

But now I have grown, the game has turned sour
My list grows in strides with each passing hour
And not just my name,no much more than that
My age , favourite food even colour of my cat
Nor to my nan is it given in fun
No it is sold
To just about anyone.



© 2018 Sketchygoblin


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Added on September 6, 2018
Last Updated on September 6, 2018
Tags: big data, Satire, nan

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Sketchygoblin
Sketchygoblin

United Kingdom



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My name is Dave I am a goblin who has found himself stuck in your horrendous modern world. I aim to make the best of it by writing anything that comes to my little green mind. more..

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