If I were looking for love

If I were looking for love, I would go to the park
where the good looking men exercise in the morning;
jogging, running, walking with nature;
thinking, planning of a promising future,
but never online. Never, never online.

If I were looking for love, I would visit a library
where smart decent men read and write of our hist'ry;
in poems, in essays, scribbling in silence;
in books and newspapers, analyzing with purpose,
but never online. Never, never online.

If I were looking for love, I would go see a play
that men of great prowess could, appreciate;
smiling, grinning their shiny white teeth
in their penguin suits all crisp and neat,
but never online. Never, never online.

But if love were to look for me
and found me online,
I would hide till he seeks me out
on a fine, fine day, outside.