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DISCLAIMER: All characters fictional. Any coincidences coincidental.

I went to a guy
and asked if he
was interested
in me.


Simple or compound
he asked of me
Depends on the rate
you see.


Then I realised
finance types like these
are not certainly
for me.


So I went to another
and repeated my plea,
(this one looked better
to me).


He took a long look
sipped a long coffee
popped out a paper rose
for me.


Said this is all I afford
From my huge salary
The rest my wife takes away
monthly.


I ran as fast as I could
For as long as eternity
Till my eyes stopped on another
entity.

He looked cute and all
Well dressed, metro-ish
I waited till his eyes stopped
on me.


I gave hime a pinky smile
and some eyelash flashy
He smiled; I was sure he had fallen
for me.


He walked up and I was nervous
His looks were probing me
I was sure he would prop the question
to me.


And ask he did, "Dear!
What brand chooses thee
Your nailpaint looks good
to me!!"


(His brand surely stank)
I screamed in disbelief
This guy was no less than
a calamity.


I looked all around
And all I could see
Were the good ones all taken
NONE by me.


The rest were old or boring
And one or two were scary
None seemed fit, or interested
in me.


Alone, abandoned, shattered
With footsteps slow and heavy
I walked to the dark corner,fit
for me.


A little light shone
Actually it was two or three.
And blared the welcome music
of windows XP.


Soon I was onto the place
The only respite sadly
And I found my happiness too,@ Blogger.com
by Google Inc!


Moral of the story: Google. Every other search is futile.


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