To the beat of "The night before Christmas"

'Twas a day in July, and back in my town,

My inbox was buzzing, my curiosity wound.

I clicked on a message, and to my surprise,

A catfish was waiting, in baited disguise.

“What the heck?” I thought, with some time to spare,

I studied the profile with a curious stare.

Could my eyes be deceiving, could it be true?

No app could produce such a heavenly view!

I soon sent some screenshots to my buddy June,

this has to be fake, it’s an obvious dupe!

This woman is gorgeous, there’s no way she’s a scoop!

June had to agree, "This just can’t be real;

This woman’s too gorgeous, she's got danger appeal!

Surely, she's murderous, there's something amiss,

No beauty like that comes without risk!"

So, I called up my sis, “Hey what’cha doing”

to which Cori replied “Nothing, and you” (totally doesn’t rhyme, her actual response)

I probably shrugged and quickly replied,

“I’m sharing location, for safety and care;

I’ve linked with a lady, potentially shady”.

Cori agreed, and casually said,

“yea, that’s fine--no need to dread.

if you go missing, and I have time,

I’ll send out a search party, but all in due time.”

To which I replied, with a laugh and a sigh,

“that’s actually perfect, no need to closely pry”

So I set up a date with this beautiful muse,

“Let’s meet at the Firehouse—hard to refuse.

How about Saturday—please, don’t be late.”

To which she replied, “You work quickly, that’s great!

But let’s change the date to Sunday at 8;

I’m meeting the girls after, so it’s actually fate.”

The date quickly approached, thoughts filled my head,

What if this woman’s real, and not a catfish instead?

I’d need a bit more time, but what should I say?

It wasn’t too clear where this might sway.

So I threw out my shot, changed the tick of our clock,

Logistics and planning—they’re my sure-fire stock.

A minor adjustment, I’d move it to three,

Unsure if she’ll agree, to the change made by thee.

No matter the fate, of course she was late;

Our very first date, the feeling sure did elate.

As she walked in the room, removed was the gloom;

Her outfit was bright, it started feeling just right.

Our conversations flowed, and I basked in her glow,

A connection so pure, it made my heart grow.

The hours flew by, this soul was familiar;

A timeless connection, is truly peculiar.

In her presence, I knew this was a treasure to cherish,

A bond so rare, one I’d never let perish.

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