He knew she would love it
Bought it with pride
Along with the roses
He kept at his side
Nothing plain for her, he would think
Bubbly pink champagne for her drink
He rang the bell
Stood on the step waiting
All the while anticipating
How the night would end
With her in his arms
And she fascinated by his charms
The door opened and there she stood
Surprised him, thinking he’d been misunderstood
In a ratty bathrobe, bleached hair in curls
He knew this couldn’t be his girl
After meeting online and arranging a date
Realized she had fooled him–what a fate.
Slightly shocked he turned to leave
Champagne and flowers under his sleeve
The old woman called out as he left
My daughter will meet you out on the step
He turned back to see the image he’d seen
On the dating site on his computer screen
She had a laugh and so did her mother
The joke was on him–what a bother
The date was fun. They laughed a lot
This turned out well but your date might not.
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https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2020/11/05/tale-weaver-300-bubbles-november-5th/
The Bag Lady 
Ha. Fooled me as well.
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