Love Potion # 9

Being a really good friend
Of Cupid’s in the past
I sometimes wonder
How long this loneliness will last
Love can bring out the beauty in all living things
It can weigh a muscle man down
By tugging on his heart strings
It can also make you feel very light
Like a ballerina as she takes flight
So I talk to my friend Cupid
Angrily, no violent intent
And I said you might have shot me
But I think the arrow bent
And Cupid looked at me,
And he held his neck like he started to choke
With a grin on his face
He reply
I think my arrow broke
And then he said
I do you one better
But this is the last time
And so he brewed up a love potion #9