The Subtweet Scene
There my tweet sits at the top of your screen
And you start to ask, “What does this mean?”
No one is tagged in it there’s no @ in sight
But those words are meant for someone, it’s subtweet night
I’ve fluffed up my feathers and hopped on my feet
This little birdy is ready to tweet
Refresh your feed quick and there you will see
More @less tweets directed back at me
Now it feels like you’re eavesdropping on all that we say
But when it comes to tweeting this is funniest way
You start to feel sorry for some of your friends
If you don’t follow all of us these tweets make no sense
Munch on some popcorn, don’t get up and go
This timeline drama is a top rated show
We might lose followers and some people get mad
But we’re too entertained to stop and be sad
Join in the fun-write an indirect tweet
Do it to people you might never meet
Yes this tweet answers that one OH! and hers answers his!
New followers who are confused my message to you is
If you don’t understand this bird I feel bad for you son
I got 99 tweets but an @ aint in one.
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