FIRST MEETING 

A pub by the side of a river,
the water flows gently by
I sit and watch a man fishing
wondering what for and why 
I put myself through this torture
not knowing if I'm wrong or right
The doubts build up whilst I'm waiting
but I'll know the answer to that tonight

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There's been times and men before him
who have cancelled or did not show

I hear a car on the gravel car park

I turn to see if it's him but won't know

For although we've chatted and
whispered for many an hour or two

Truth is we're meeting through internet dating
that a friend introduced me to
 

I've sat outside thinking it would be better
for me to get my first glance

Of the man who in some ways I know well
even though it all started by chance

I'm nervous but also excited
about this meeting but what the heck
If it doesn't work out there are thousands
out there on that wonder called internet.