Reading Poetry

Because I rarely access a computer,
I enjoy NAO on my phone,
But now the place is suitably dull,
Am I stuck here all alone?

No more topics of interest,
Has all brains blown away?
This all finally drove me,
To insist I have my say;

So many times I wanted MY views posted,
But my mobile don't allow,
So I had to depend on just reading,
But I had enough now.

Where's the good old talks?
Or pulling out the hair?
Have we all become computers?
Or don't we simply care?

So my ode to NAO,
Ends off with sad sad note,
That maybe NAO must close,
Because no-one is devote.