My Horror Story

My horror story started, 

In those days when I was single,

It was time I ventured out,

I tried my best to mingle.

I went from bar to bar,

To catch a certain eye,

I'd end up going home alone,

And Every night I'd sigh.

For months I searched to find,

That perfect life long mate,

I had resigned to be alone,

I thought it was too late.

My horror story got much worse,

When I joined a dating site,

The matches that they sent me,

Would give Frankenstein a fright.

One girl only had one tooth,

Another was a Tranny,

The best one out all of them,

Looked like my long lost granny.

Now my horror stories over,

And to get by on my own,

I just think of all those matches,

And embrace that I'm alone.

Reviews

[Anne Bathory]

Not what I expected when I began reading it, but I believe that makes it all the better,
I very much enjoyed your little horror story and found it quite amusing,
I'd make the font a little bit larger though and center it in the middle of the page (you'd be surprised by how much of a difference it makes for viewers) but other than that, I wouldn't change any of the actual writing.
It's wonderful!