Cupid, stay away

Stay away Cupid
I’ve had enough.
Don’t think I’m stupid
Or like it rough.
Your arrows will lose
Taking aim at me
Got my bottle of booze
My wounds stay germ free
Go hang at Target
Where they sell some hearts
Or sneak in a bar
And practice some darts
There are many a stray
In desperate need
Of your service today
Feeling lonely indeed
I would rather prefer
Staying away from romance
Getting my shit together
Not taking a chance 

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