A S L? (Age, Sex Location?) Poem by Micron

I was instant messaged again today
And for personal details as if I'd say
To give to some one who
Had only just said how do you do
Are you single I need to know
Yes I replied I am now
Oh good he said then wanted that I share
Details of my bra size and underwear
I politely said no really not my thing
But he didn't give up kept on asking
All for details of my private life
Am I sure Im not really someone's wife
It wouldn't matter of course to him
Because my heart he knew would win
By this point I was annoyed
His questioning wasn't enjoyed
So I decided to have a little fun
A few lies to make him run
So I gave in when again he asked how old
I said I was older hope this didn't turn him cold
He said no problem he liked older ones
So I continued the fun held onto my guns
Said I was upset missed my husbands
Because Id outlived them all with all my demands
He loved this got more eager I could tell
So I continued to tell him how being old is hell
My hair yes I used to have golden flowing locks
But now its fallen out its all lost
My teeth when I sleep I keep in a jar
And my glasses I need cos. I cant see far
If I laugh I really wet my pants
And with 2 sticks I can still nearly dance
Sometimes I wander outside the folks home
So it would be nice to be looked after and not be alone
The kid went silent didn't know what to say
And didn't seem to know how to react to my play
His messages stopped and he went off line
I guess Id sent a cold shiver down his spine
I giggled and laughed oh it was wicked fun
Some how I think his chat up was completely done