Let's Meet Poem by Dead Beat Poet

I can tell you things that you've never heard,
and show you things you've never seen.
What is it that you do,
from which I may gleen?

We can meet for lunch,
or maybe tea.
You can tell me about you,
and then about me.

It's not sex I want,
or friendship either.
It's an exchange of ideas,
over a pint or a liter.

You tell me yours,
I'll tell you mine.
If the energy is right,
together they will shine.