Are you there?
Are you real?
What is to explain
The way that I feel?
An email, an image
This is like scrimmage
I need to sit down
Across from your frown
...or smile if you are so inclined
But how am I to know?
You're just text in
this Virtual pixel show!
Why don't you meet me?
Is your image not real?
Can't you converse with your mouth!!
Is it made of steel?
I'm getting kind of giddy
I think that means silly
For I've made up my mind
You're just an illusion
Stop me now...if I'd lead to confusion
But meet me now and touch my hand
Oh you can keep on being a One woman Band
Cause frankly....my real name is Frank!
I really believe this is all a big prank
And instead of getting pissed
As in...hey yah drunk
I think you have too much junk in your trunk!
And if that doesn't tick you off then girl
Here's a new whirl
I have much more
It's to do with sheet and it rhymes with smores
Who the heck do YOU think I am?
Also you are just hot air and Scammer jam.
So if you're offended and want to slap me
Then you're welcome too it
But you'll finally have to meet me
Blah!!!!!
Sorry.......kinda got carried away
It would be very nice if I could meet you at Timmies
and we could talk over coffee....Ok???
You know....I think we have an awfull lot in common.
Hello?
Are you there??