A virtual park, it’s a meeting ground
Distant people just come around
Leaving behind unproductive day or night
Seeking to find friends and a favorable sight
Some others vile pleasure seekers in vain
Try to find perverse fleshy gain
Yet other clans just come and go
Others only smile, laugh; their teeth they show
Unsatisfied some move from room to room
Trying to clean their minds with a virtual broom
There are many that grow fond of each other
Talk to a friend, mate, mother or brother
You may talk to your hearts content
Express feelings; emotions give vent
