Friday's NaPoWriMo prompt was to write a poem in the style of a personal ad.
I based this on my own shaky dating experience.
Are
you out there? Are you “there” at all?
Articulate,
contradictory moron seeks naïve, open-minded head-turner. Nutters,
nazis, pint-drinkers, smokers, pessimists, illiterates (well, you
won't be reading this, will you?) need not apply.
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