While technology was king
There was a young girl
Who loved to twirl
And play with her curls

She recieved a laptop
Her heart went pop
And she felt on top

In her bedroom
She found a potential groom
She thought could wash away the gloom

A huge trance
From an electronic romance
Where the two longed to dance

Her Romeo
To cleanse woe
Whose spirt glows

He offered her a throne
And promised they’d atone
But said she had to go alone

So she slipped on some gloss
She was sure there would be no loss
Her issues were ready to be tossed

But she had no Romeo
She had a monster
with a candyfloss beard
he crashed and burned failing to take her with him.

She felt like a fool
And it wasn’t cool
She wondered how could he be so cruel?

This poem was written/submitted by Chloe Gilholy.