Son of the Internet

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To wait for my end
Five minutes too long
To search with my hand
For that one perfect song
Time isn't made
It's saved like a case
When I've used my engine
To search for that Mace
The truth in a second
With a flourish - whizzbang!
Ten possible rights
But if I'm wrong, I'll hang
Socially, I'm cool
In seven different states
And countries I've only heard of
'Cause they made my rusting weights
Loving and Caring
Are the same worked muscle
A key stroke, or a hundred
Same for a tussle
I'm a Son of the Internet
Crude, raw and real
I only wish for truth
In my quiet, silent zeal