My fellow scribbler wrote this:
The internet--what a great thing
--but if you're not careful--
it can sting!
Looking for love, come my son,
come my daughter.
As scripture says--come like an
ox to the slaughter.
You may be old and I young--
doesn't not matter
Said with forked tongue.
The thing is--you and I
have naught.
With your money, I
can be bought.
Of course I could never
tell you this--
it would destroy
all chances of bliss.
You are like a fish
not seeing the hook in the bait
Until you are devastated
and it is too late.
My friend, Pat.
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