A poem dedicated to StumbleUpon.

Oh, how I love the stumbling hours.
The time in the night
When it seems right
To click instead of taking showers.

When time ceases
And insomnia increases
And your butt begins to get creases.

Take a note from me
There’s tons more to see
Come back after you take a pee.

I made this to blow up and make a pixel poster out of.