On line Cupid

A poem dismissing Cupid

24 lines

This guy, who calls himself Cupid,
Keeps sending me love quotes and stuff.
He discovered my blog and says we are suited,
But I’m not convinced he’s enough.

He sent me a pic that I thought was quite rude.
I replied, “I’m not that kind of girl.”
He said his intentions I had misconstrued
And that I should give him a whirl.

Who is this guy with his curly fair hair
And his lips too red for a boy?
I told him “Mate, you haven’t a prayer,
Clear off! You start to annoy.”

He held his hands upon his chest.
“You are killing me,” he cried,
“I am giving you my very best,”
And flung his arms out wide.

It was then I saw his quiver
Full of red arrows and stuff.
I frowned and started to shiver
And said, “Please leave, I’ve heard enough.

Clear off to Tinder where you’ll be admired
And fire off an arrow or two,
I’m sure there you’ll find your skills are required,
I’m deleting this chat, Cupid. Shoo.”

Written for The Bards Hall Contest
FEBRUARY PROMPT: "SLAM" CUPID POETRY!
Yes, that's right! We want you to write your "best" 1-Star-Rating worthy poetry!