(Young man in dressing gown enters room, sees a man also in dressing gown in front of laptop, glasses on.)
Erm... give us a clue?
I can't, you'll get it straight away.
OK, is it to do with the football?
The weather, it's raining aga-
Umm... I guess her?
There's something online?
Well, yes, keep going.
I presume the usual.
You know, Saturday nights and she...
Yep, you are thinking what I'm thinking.
Oh, that is a surprise!
I know, I did say at the start...
(Man in front of laptop checks to make sure if it is true or not. Indeed it is. Groans and looks up to see there is no one else in the room with him.)
Explanation: To be honest, not sure if this even is a poem. Written in my own time.