Let us get our stories straight,
I saw you there across the bar.
I dared to ask you on a date,
And six weeks later, here we are.
I met you at the driving range.
You marveled at my swing technique.
You said you found it rather strange
And now we play four times a week.
Or maybe on a busy train?
I stood so you could have my seat.
We both stepped out into the rain.
Such a romantic place to meet.
When people ask us how we met.
we won’t say “on the internet.”