Poet/try

Published March 3, 2016 by Nan Mykel

COMPUTER DATE

My dearest new computer mate,

oh yes, I’d like to have a date.

Since they paired us up, you must be

an educated man, and free.

I got your pix–which one is you?

And by the way, what do you do?

“Describe yourself,” you say–Mein gott!

You really put me on the spot!

I’m a genuine human being,

a little nicer than I seem.

I brake for dogs and wreck for cats;

I like long dresses,  gloves and hats,

though sometimes lounge around in jeans.

I joined church while in my teens

and let me say that I am well

aware of how to keep from hell.

No holding hands on our first date

and let me tell you very straight

I drink no booze and smoke no pot.

Computer mate, I am no sot!

But if you’re Christian and you’re good

and make up to me like you should,

I think that in a while we might

just make a pair that’s outta sight!

 

(Previously in Pickin’ Fleas)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

17 comments on “Poet/try

  • I just wonder how it would be computerdating… all those things you say and what you want in the other… it seems to work sometimes… but do we really know our own requirements? Love the thoughts… BTW i corrected the link on dVerse.. I think this is the poem you wanted to link up.

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  • “I drink no booze and smoke no pot.
    Computer mate, I am no sot!”
    Love these lines. This made me smile. So very glad I am of the generation where we met people face to face…..had to literally ask out loud (in person or via that big black telephone with numbers that dialed) to meet with a person for a date or get together. Computer dating….digital cogitation!

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  • It’s kinda bitter sweet to reAlly
    know and feeL therE iSonce
    a now.. wHere theReiS
    too much to say
    and FeeL
    even over
    holding hands
    on a first
    date
    oF beinG human..
    oh.. passion of feeLinGs
    that kNow of Feelings
    more
    than
    touch.. in seeing
    hearing.. smelling..
    tasting Life’s hUman
    inner
    BeinG..
    ah.. true Atheists
    of liFe are those
    without empathy
    and compassion
    for all others
    and the rest
    of ReaL Nature that
    iS God frEE floWinG ZonE..:)

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