First They Asked for My Name

With all the Facebook privacy crisis going on I adapted a poem to fit the times:

First they asked for my name, and I gave it to them - because it was only my name.
Then they asked for my email address, and I gave it to them - because it was only my email.
Then they asked for my phone number, and I gave it to them - because it was only my phone number.
Then they asked for more data - and I realized that I had already given them everything.

Hope you liked it!