He hid behind a computer screen

Hobnobbed, with the best of them

Nobody knew quite who he was

Though he thought of himself as a gem

He could woo all the ladies, sight unseen

They would swoon, at his debonair style

But he knew, his secret life was obscene

It took its toll on him, after awhile

In an effort to make himself come clean

He gathered the girls, all together

The biggest mistake, he’d ever make

Left him coated, in tar and feathers

May Writing Prompt:  Hobnobbed – Day 27/31

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