Cupid
Dear cupid;
Your aim is kind of off,
I can’t explain` ha!
It’s kind of stupid;
Dear cupid;
You put me with him,
And sent that guy to me;
Something tells me,
You knew we weren’t meant to be…
Dear cupid,
You gotta do better,
That why I’m laying alone in bed,
Writing you this letter!
Dear cupid,
I want more,
I deserve the best;
NOTHING less.
Dear cupid,
Say huh?
Better love ,
Than to never love at all?
I’d rather you not toss
Me around from boy to boy,
Like a play ball…
Dear cupid,
Your aim is kind of off,
I can’t explain` ha!
It’s kind of stupid;
Dear cupid,
You’ve sent me a new one;
I like him a lot;
If only, you’d let him stay in this spot!
Dear cupid,
Thanks . . . .
A lot !
Copyright © T'Keyah Wilder | Year Posted 2012
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