Perhaps I'm overdressed a smidge
for loitering upon this bridge,
this bridge of earth and roots and vine -
He said he'd meet me here at nine.
I fear that he's not going to show,
my macho, muscly, would-be-beau.
The clock is ticking, he's not here,
He better get his arse in gear.
I've never used an App before
to get a date (or something more.)
>>>o<<<
A hunk comes swinging through the air
in loincloths (note: no underwear!)
He howls and yells and beats his breast.
Oh my! Look at that manly chest!
His profile picture wasn't clear,
but yes, it's him, my date is here!
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