When it comes to online dating, it's a lie when someone claims, "I have no expectations."

Deep down, we know we all expect something. Friendship, love, passion, intimacy, you name it. We think of most creative headline and start writing a not-so-honest profile because we want to catch someone's attention, and we want to catch it pronto. We come up with a catchy username just to display something memorable enough for us and unique enough for other strangers to click. Why else would we call ourselves "sexykitten" or "cutecowboy" when our friends and coworkers never bother to refer to us that way?

Gifted others will tell nation, And annotate slippery specifics, Of lying, deceit and fabrication, Half hidden in statistical hieroglyphics, The stark fact is that here instead Of it being hard to find faults, They are incessantly raising their heads, Those not tucked away in time vaults, No, it is not purely and simply lies, Or incompetence that has occurred, It is more assumption we are dumb, And simple, too brainless for words,

We will tell them some glib fairy tale, That would not even fool a troll, And dress it all up, have it regale, Like some burlesque talking doll, And they will swallow it all in, For they are gullible and easy led, They will surely quickly fall in, And take bait that we have fed, And so it eventually came to pass, That they deemed us so enthralled, So overcome by their Quatermass, That they could tell us anything at all.

But now surprise, we hear your lies, But now shock, we see your face, We can feel deceit materialise, And smell policies put in place, And odour is unpleasant, The sight is quite grotesque, They are ruining present, Making future Kafkaesque, For lo, we see, we hear, we smell, We touch, and yes we taste, But amazingly we think as well, And perceive we believed in haste, We trusted those who should be truthful, Accepted their promises and explanations, Gave benefit of doubt when they were youthful, And forgave their strange aberrations,