Waiting for a widower

 I need to stay off "the net"-

it gets dark out there, and not, "the darknet",

the everyday posts that pop up and up and up,

and sometimes bring you down,

like "IT" the scary clown.

Because there was this post I saw today,

it  did quite take my breathe away.

There was this lady in a wedding dress, 

and in her post this is what she said,

"I'm waiting for a bridegroom,

 as soon as his wife drops dead;

or the casualty of a recent divorce,

some lucky chap to fill my bed."

Yes, I know my fellow reader,

my mouth it fell to the floor,

I wish that was the end of it, but sorry, 

there was more.

The post it was on facebook, 

it was public for all the world to see,

the lady had tagged a hoard of people,

and one of them was me.

I don't know why she tagged me,

I have no husband, I'm alone,

but maybe she thought if she threw it out there,

her post would lure some poor guy home.

I don't mean to be bitchy,

that's not my intention here,

but as I flicked through her many photos,

there was one of her in her underwear.

I had to show my best friend,

I said, "will you look at that?"

She said, "oh, I know that lady,

she's a crazy, scary cat."

"That's not a surprise,"  I said to her,

"she shouldn't be out on the streets.

I'm going to report her to the admins,

so they can review that post and delete."

I'm going to stay off the internet,

it's crazy dark out there,

I'm staying in my garden

it's much much safer there.

I told my friend I'd write about it,

that unbelievable post,

that made her snort her coffee out,

upon her freshly buttered toast.

So this, my gob-smacked reader,

are my thoughts on the man- hunters everywhere,

it's also a urgent warning that all single men should beware.

I pray to God he keeps new widowers safe,

'cause there are some seriously scary cats out there!