Oh where have all the cool single women gone?

 Use repetition as a key stylistic element.

The single men wandered through the forest,
and they dove, deep into the depths
of the deepest of the seas,
they went into tallest of mountains
and on the way, hunted for the youth's fountain,
But nay, they didn't not find
where all the cool single women hung.

Then they searched,
deep into the darkest dankests depths
of the unimaginable filth
of the internets,
but nay, no women to be found
they excelled at all the video games
and perfected their meetup fames,
they went to all the boardgame nights
and attended the coolest of the cockfights
they went to watch, all the soccer games
and learned of all the basketball player names
but they did not find, where all the cool
women were.
On the way, here and there, they found a few,
but this was not all of them, where were they?

The men, in their desperation yearn
searched in all the metaverses
and the worlds of bits and bytes, out there virtual,
they sought out the lasses in the cryptoverse
and within the masses of the great scams
they searched for them on reddit news
and they went for them on the comments too
But nay, they did not find
where all the cool single women hung.

the poor men, lost in their ways,
could think of no better,
and spent the rest of their days,
doing all those search things, but out of love,
while the cool single women went about their ways
walking about towns and cities
they, too, looking and wondering
where all the men had gone.