Midlife Internet Dating



Midlife internet dating...

Where everyone plays the game...

Photoshopped social media images...

Where everyone looks exactly the same...


I’m so frickin popular; I’m so damn pretty...

My life is perfect for all to see...

Hidden behind this fake facade...

Trying to hide the real me...


My clothes are always so perfect...

My kids are beautiful, as well...

We eat out at the very best restaurants...

But is my life just a living hell...


I sell the most real estate in the city...

I drive the best car money can buy...

I know it’s 5 o’clock somewhere in the world...

Pour me another martini: it’s time for us to get high...


I’m so frickin popular; I’m so damn pretty...

My life is perfect for all to see...

Hidden behind this fake facade...

Trying to hide the real me...


My best friend ran off with my husband...

I’m glad to see the bitch go...

He’ll buy her new boobs and some diamonds...

Parade her at the Westminster Dog Show...


They deserve to be with each other...

I outgrew him; he was terrible in bed...

She’s still sleeping with her tennis instructor...

I’d be better off if both were just dead...


I’m so frickin popular; I’m so damn pretty...

My life is perfect for all to see...

Hidden behind this fake facade...

Trying to hide the real me...


Now I’m looking for that perfect husband...

Maybe that doctor who just left his third wife...

I’d be the perfect catch for him...

I’d show him the time of his life...


Yes, if only I could find my next husband...

On an internet dating sight...

I’d rock him for the rest of his life...

Or at least for one long long night...


I’m so frickin popular; I’m so damn pretty...

My life is perfect for all to see...

Hidden behind this fake facade...

Trying to hide the real me...


© 2020 Jeffrey Pipes Guice

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