Gerard Heathcote - On Line dating

We met in cyberspace
Can this be a disgrace
Computers filled with numbers
To find a mate for our slumbers
No crowded room for seeking eyes to meet
Deny us the thrill of that missing beat

Bits and bytes and coloured pixels
Mouse click by in argos style
Case she's there to make us smile
Modelled in our mind is perfect kind
Rarely found in life's usual fray
What makes us think she's here today

Gerard Heathcote

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