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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I decide to take the plunge, internet dating is all the rage My loneliness grows, I decide it’s time I try to engage I join several dating sites, cynical of what I may find Hoping it’s someone sweet, who’s honest and kind I write my profile and describe myself as stylish and chic Smiling with a chuckle, right now I am not dressed for my pic I go to my closet; the fancy date dresses are way in the back I move all the comfy clothes as I take the sexy ones off the rack I narrow it down to two dresses, one glittery red and one slinky black I grab a pair of heels, spiked red leather and with sexy strappy backs My face is now make-up, red lipstick, blue liner and false fake lashes I set up my camera and tripod, hoping it takes my pic and flashes A week goes by and I have several hits and messages on my profile page I find one I like, he seems nice and honest, or it could all be staged We chat awhile and then he invites me to talk to him over zoom I agree to video chat in a few hours, as I stare at the dresses in my room I get all made up, wearing my red dress, spiked heels, flashy fake rocks As I try to walk, I take the heels off and put on my fuzzy socks and crocs We video chat, really hitting it off, until he asks to see my sexy shoes I panic, as drop my tablet, it crashes, lands at my feet, I am not amused I grab my tablet, my face is red with embarrassment, maybe he didn’t see? He laughs as he tells me, he now knows I am the one, it was meant to be He's holding up his foot, below his suit, he’s wearing shorts and fuzzy socks and says he loves that I can be glamorous while wearing socks and crocs
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