Bah-humbug, Cupid! Go away and leave me be.
|Oh no, not that silly cupid bothering me again!
Just shoot that arrow into someone else’s arse,
I’ll tell it straight, it’ll makes me mad as a wet hen;
Plus, what you, in your silly diaper, do is a farce.
I hate to be unkind, but I got an axe to grind,
Flowers make me sneeze, you love-loving little brat!
I need someone with the same track of mind,
Can you shake your quiver and give me that?
My advice to you now, stop with the birds and bees,
Bah-Humbug! Romance is universal, so go talk
With someone there, shoot your poison darts overseas,
This is my final warning, I draw my line in chalk.
Dang, I’m on fire! I’m in a whirlwind of desire!
You tricked me once again, stinky lil’ cupid,
All along, I must have been preaching to the choir,
I’ve fallen in love, feeling trapped, so stupid!
Don’t fight it guys and gals, it’s bound to happen,
I tried to yell out my concerns but it didn’t work,
This little cherub, in saggy diapers, wins again.
Most just refer to him as a bratty little jerk.
Written for: "The Bard's Hall Contest"