More internet zaniness, from someone called copperbadge. Really quite impressive – a commenter said: "You've given Love Song a modern voice, for the intarweb generation, but the sentiment seems the same."
I will reproduce the first stanza here:
THE .DOC FILE OF J ALFRED PRUFROCK
with deepest apologies to T.S. EliotLet us go then, you and I,
When the evening is spread out against the sky
Like a laptop, put in sleep mode on a table
Let us go through certain half-deserted streets
The blinking-light retreats
Of restless nights in free-wifi cafes
And public libraries with internet
Streets that follow like messageboard argument
of insidious intent
To lead you to an overwhelming blog post
Oh, do not ask, "What, yaoi?"
Let us go and post an entry.In the room the players come and go
Talking of their scores on Halo.