A Lounging Way All Social Today!

Here I am a sitting and a social moniker would be fitting. But there are no OMGs or TFBs that come due. So maybe social wouldn't work for the hip at our zoo. I guess it may or may not be true. But there is a place which you can embrace.

Time to scrounge.
You want a lounge.
Not a lounger.
Different kind of scrounger.

A lounge for all.
Sings stand tall.
Smokers have one.
Blah by the ton.

Lounges for strippers.
Lounges for tippers.
Lounges for shippers.
Boats or tv show dippers.

Lounges aren't rare.
Could sit in a pair.
A lounging double dip.
Think you huffed cat nip.

But one is out.
Out and no about.
Although some try.
Can we ask why?

Social media lounge.
We shall scrounge.
Oh look, one there.
You can lounge in a chair.

You can sit and type.
Or maybe you Skype.
Social media lounges are the rage.
Come in after paying a wage.

Out in the street.
Out for something to eat.
Out in the car.
Out at a bar.

Up a hill.
Having a thrill.
Fingers go broke?
Did you croak?

Guess what?
Don't need a hut.
Social media lounge in the air.
OMG mind blown at your lair.

Ever go into a social media lounge? Do you really need a place to scrounge? You can stop and type and poof, done. No need to pay for such a run. Of course if you stop in the middle of the street, you may end up dead meat. Doesn't social media lounges seem redundant a bit? For you can lounge at home where you sit. Enjoy the social media trespass. I'll lounge away at home with my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.