I posted this to Baltimore’s craigslist:
HAD we but world enough, and time,
My location, Lady, would be no crime
We would sit down and think which way
To explore the world and still get paid.
Thou by Baltimore’s locals’ sides
Shouldst rubies you find: I by the tide
Of the Rhine would drink liquor
And write stories about you, on Flickr.
And you should, if you please, be fit,
Educated, smiley and full of wit.
While my love of foreign movies grows,
Yours need not, just no blockbuster shows;
Be funny, creative, and artsy, of course,
Have hipster glasses and enjoy Aqua Teen Hunger Force.
Enjoy cooking with me and singing while I play
The guitar, and not be afraid of karaoke.
Allergic to cats? I’m sorry, we’re done.
They’re my furry babies I cannot abandon.
For, Lady, you deserve eloquent romance;
I live in Europe, and am not trying to get in your pants.
I’m five-nine, one-sixty-five,
Have black hair and hazel eyes.
And yonder all before us see
Deserts of vast TCP/IP,
Where beauty shall no more be found,
Amidst emails or the empty sound
Of echoing iTunes mixtapes or calls via Skype
That long VOIP dotCom of hype,
And your quaint honor turn to dust,
On a webcam for my eyes to lust:
It will be your idea, of course,
And who am I to look a gift horse
In the mouth. And no children please
Or STDs or contagious disease.
I drink occasionally, as should you.
I enjoy working out and practicing Brazilian jujitsu.
Though when we wrestle, I won’t break arms,
Because the rear-naked choke has its charms.
Distance and time needn’t worry incessantly.
‘Cause near the end of July, I’ll be there to see
Baltimore, and then my parents in the Midwest.
And if you have Netflix, it would be the best
To exchange recommendations,
As I believe favorites are declarations
Of character. So drop me a line,
And as standard practice, your picture gets mine.
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