Her cupid lit in her a spark of fire
That became a burning desire
The crave at first was a low burn
Then into a raging inferno, it turned
Her potion-ed arrow pointed at the online ocean
A ranger on the trail of intimate strangers
Found a treasure-trove of the natural desire for love
Each she shuffled and ruffled strand by strand
To find a trusted; the package-ultimate
A chosen cordate; a true soul mate
The honey to greet, meet, and date
A gallant devoid of any betrayal trait
When all the boxes were checked
Attractive, intelligent, funny, and perhaps money
A whirlwind affair awaits the dove
Is always there to trip the unlucky in love
Is she blinded to the truth about life?
Trickery of love is a game of strife!
That scared people cannot play
Some who ventured are too scarred to say
That their stupid-cupid found a con
That the very one who created the fun
Romeo had turned the fungus among us
To ruin her race for her place in the sun
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