Hey , (▒)(♥)(▒) Are you tired looking for real partner like me whelp...probably nada worth while spending precious time frittering away re: ding tha following mish mash literary mush - we ving, and bobbing, which iz meaningless mum bo pap agree? (▒)(♥)(▒) This poker face mwm 4 bad romance ace tosses dice in virtual gamboling hall ideally suitable for fun virtual cat and mouse chase mine myopic eyes stare intently in2 cyberspace folk kiss - sing song snap chatting eyes fixated b4 ur image seconds erase with an exclamation of eureka a ha - u look familiar at least yar face mebbe we both lived during the same time centuries ago, eh perhaps in adjoining caves some place and/or dashed off the starting line of human race. - - - - - - - this yodeling joshing a guy doth adduce tooting ring ding oof a max i mus drake haint named Bruce boot ah do like the taste of cous cous what the deuce as i goose step wit a screw r 2 loose whereby bull winkle the moose n Natasha the squirrel plus otter creatures tink i lack mental juice er purr haps goot a screw el loose i.e. ja dat - right duh gray matter of dis knit wit, the "infamous" they noose sum hmm iz amiss from dis indigent chap once lugged in a papoose hob bulled across whirled wide web peppered with rotten green tomatoes - prompting n immediate VAMOOSE finding ma rhyming absolute zero in chime with zee cuckoo ready 2 call doktor demento ore doctor Zeus. - - - - - - - this friendship introduction will mutual ideally nada blow based on unseen essence of body, mind & soul moreso than dough i.e. money, which tends 2 be a superficial criteria viz assess worthiness to flow toward greater comprehension akin 2 a garden that requires one 2 weed n hoe thus, this common non sloppy joe maw owl ease keeps 2 himself i.e. ya know a contemplative sort & writes ha low 2 you crossing fingers no immediate aversion arises, yet an emphatic "no" toward me would be taken in stride per this poe it, whose ability finds comfort within the simple pleasures of life while invisible on skid row this creaky human vessel, yes on occasion calls out 4 a big tow. - - - - - - - mebbe as delivery purse son 2 supplement social security income (this disability 4 generalized anxiety) within me gray matter doth lay. - - - - - - - although (mentioned for noah particular rhyme nor reason) of heterosexual tendencies, my inner sanctum affected by unkind actions towards those who (by choice, genetics, fondness, or environment) steer clear of the madding crowd source, who (as a skinny diminutive boy - and average emasculating wordsmith) experienced constant taunts. no matter me late mother (who passed away from ovarian cancer eleven + years ago) encouraged me to give the bullies a WHAT FOR (in that era kids could pummel without reprisal), but fear kept me back, viz the brutish nasty monsters zeroed on countless vulnerabilities such as being affected with blatant nasal tone when talking, extremely shy, and undersized physique. these traits sensitivity to others differently abled or others, who ranked as fair game sans being gay or lesbian for instance. - - - - - - - as can be accurately ascertained, this archetypal nonestablishmentarian introspective individual attempts to affect an exultant image with words my (ahem) pen ultimate aim. yet all the while trying 2 steer clear enduring ye wagging virtual finger in blame neither at this fellow via x 'cept able dame chance circumstances of existence akin to being froze n space/time paradigms frame attempting 2 extricate ourselves a lifelong game which message offered in this poem rather lame. - - - - - - - email moi, which means applying cerebral muscles 2 flex fire off a brief bull a tin or mebbe u wanna drop me a lion by zoo per doo purr postal service, si from you. Okay. (▒)(♥)(▒) - pose casket crypt: death tomb me iz a permanent good bye though, when me mum passed i only did cry for about one week - cuz resentment did not die within me, yet toward octogenarian widower papa who during mine tumultuous prepubescence a fierce cold war raged, which deprived "dad" to know this guy now grown (with two near adult daughters) says "hi" allows emotional connection, cuz - lesson learned late - i need to communicate sentiments today, lest they lie festering, and return with a vengeance after grim reaper exuberantly and well nigh whisks family member, friend, neighbor... away on the sly thus - even if the wording nada so perfect, the effort to express heartfelt feelings well worth a try, every mortal shares this bitter irony of life forever asking why be born only to pass away (vis a vis via whatever faith) why...?