Ghost Poem by David Lewis Paget

There's a new thing up on the Internet
And it's how some people ‘Ghost',
They date and chat, but it's after that
That they disappear the most.
You think you're starting a new romance
And that they are full of you,
But they never say that they're gone today,
That they won't be back, it's true!

They once would call, and they'd ring the bell
And stand on the hallway mat,
Then face to face with a lack of grace
They would say ‘That's the end of that! '
But that caused tears and was much too hard
For the one who'd want to leave,
When the jilted one said that's not much fun,
And cry on the leaver's sleeve.

Then the mobile phone came to everyone
And they all began to text,
It wasn't long before right or wrong
They would use that method next,
They'd text, ‘Too bad, but I've changed my mind,
I can't take you to the ball, '
Then days would pass and you soon would find
Your romance had hit the wall.

But then at least you could text your Jack
And call him a piece of scum,
‘ You had to do it behind my back,
With a text, you cut and run.
You've not the guts of a greasy toad
For you couldn't face to face,
You didn't tell me in bed last night,
You're an absolute disgrace! '

So texting slowly went out of vogue
It was hard to change your Sim,
Every time that they'd text you back
So they'd think, ‘He's never in.'
It's far more easy to slip away
Get lost in a cyber mist,
Block your love on your Facebook page
It's as if you don't exist.

You slip away like a silver wraith
With the substance of a fog,
Nevermore to be seen by them,
Of course, you're a dirty dog!
But that's the way of the Internet
If you come across a ghost,
Avoid the dating sites online
Or your love life will be toast.

13 February 2017