Hey Cupid! Yes, you!

Okay cupid, now listen to me

I’m done with Santa, and he ain’t too dear

Surely a disappointment

And I wasn’t even naughty, you see.

Even the Grim Reaper wasn’t spared

He got some lashing too

For a simple request he can’t grant

Or maybe he’s just too uptight

The Tooth fairy wasn’t on my list

Don’t have a molar to spare

I sure don’t want a Kodak moment

With a smile that has spaces in-between

The Easter Bunny’s yet too far

Guess he’s still fixing his pointed ears

Or maybe hiding from them hens

Whose young ‘uns he just eggnapped.

Now then can you blame me for turning to you?

If you got something up your sleeve

Why don’t you give it a go?

Do them arrows really work

Or d’you just get them from the depot?

What kind of poison did you immerse them?

Are they lethal? Do they even kick?

Are they pointed, do they pierce?

Or they’re just suction cups at the end?

It’s just me trying to be funny here

But prove to me your being stupid just a cliché

Do your work and aim those arrows

Okay, I’ll be nice and I will say… please?

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Roy

February 14, 2011

2:42 p.m.

Angeles City

Philippines