Unlove Spell #2

I don’t swallow your poetry, it’s lacking rhyme and meter.
You fancy yourself as a bard, but you are just a cheater.
Your words are all disposable. I’ve heard them all before.
Your melody discordant as you walk out the door.
I have a little fetish that I stick needles in.
They say it’s made expressly for expunging faithless men.

Prompt words today are  bard, disposable, fetish, cheater, swallow and melody. Joke folks. Not autobiographical.  If you want to read the original Love Charm, go HERE.