The growth we get from this internet...
It lightens our load without much sweat
This advantage is cheap and homely
That chatting with someone is now easy
And if you need to do some research
You just type the word and click on 'search'
So here I am! this internet cafe...
Where faces I see, are seems happy
But in all these moderate melee...
A beauty again! yes, I did see
And with all surprise and honesty
She's browsing and reading my poetry!
Well, being caught in this situation
She sprung into immediate action!
'Oh well, about this poems' she said
'I don't know what's gone into his head
Who thinks he can impress his old flames!
This so called nice poet Jesus James'
'Better to play games' she further states
'Where in each level I can relate
Like this saga, pear and candy crush
Where I enjoy, all these in a flash
Even if this causes me headaches
At least, it keeps me really awake! '
It is somewhat hard, on what I've heard
And pretend that I was not bothered
I just continue with my writings
And go on with my feeble readings
But as she finish her fancy games
She tap my ear and say 'Hello James! '
'I love your poems and just kidding
This is just my own way of teasing
You know, sometimes I like being funny
With you, I'm playing to be naughty
For in my heart I really knew and see
That all your poems are meant for me! '