Internet dating

You swipe left,

You swipe right.,

Hoping to meet someone soon,

Maybe tonight.

 

Fit birds here,

Handsome blokes, coor too right.

Distance set, filters on,

Few matches already, ariiiight.

 

Meeting set, date is on,

Does my dress look too tight?

Get to pub, oddly still texting moments before meeting,

Awkward smiles, fingers crossed tonight.

 

One night stands,

Talks of love,

Varied people on there,

Think I just might.. . . . . . . 

 

Cat fish pic's,

Who are you kidding,

Your not like your profile,

I'm going home, this is shite.

 

Wanting perfection,  doesn't exist,

People's tolerance very low,

Conflicting emotions, Learn to compromise,

Massive culture shift, what a site. 

 

Mates call to go out, decide to stay in,

Get home pissed off, wanna meet someone new,

Start swiping left,

Swiping right

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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