An Internet Disguise

In a chat room I was checking her pics .
Wow , she was one of those beautiful chicks .
So as we chatted on line , things went well .
There were lots of laughs and stories to tell .

As she sat at her keyboard she typed
So , tell me handsome , have you somewhere to go ?”
No I typed , tell me whereabouts are you ,
She typed ,
In a city called Timbuktu .”

“Hey that’s where I am too.”
I said to her ,

She wrote ,
“That’s a real coincidence sir .

So what part of the city are you in ?”

“I’m lodging down at the Holiday Inn:”“,

Then she answered ,
“What’s your flat number there ?”

I wrote ,
“It’s flat 5 “
and then I heard her .

This woman nearby she began to scream
and then she typed on the computer screen ,

“Listen to what I am going to say ,
I live next door so come in right away.
I’m all alone tonight in number four .“

I wrote ,
“Hey ok “
Then I knock her door ,

She slowly opened up the door to me ,
She was not what I expected to see.

With her false teeth out and warts on her nose ,
Overweight and bursting out of her clothes .
The pics she posted on the internet ,
They were not of her , but a playboy pet .
Sucked in big time man ,
and I had to laugh .
Compared to my size ,she was about half .
Both of us had concealed just who we were .
Under the disguise of a computer .

By Paul McCann