The Cyber-Shore

He mails e-mails by the c-shore
And dreams of the time when he first met Shelby
(their ships passed in cyberspace at the web dating agency) ,
And though she was always positive, and he slightly negative,
They managed to conduct a r-e-l-a-t-i-o-n-s-h-i-p over the internet...
Until one fateful day when they decided to exchange photographs
(he sent his, but when he asked to see Shel’s she said no) .

by Robert Black

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see Shel's... sea shells. Very clever and fun. Thanks!
clever and funny: -)
Ha Ha. Very funny... I hope it didn't happen to you though. lol.