By B.K.
Date: 2003 Feb 09
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Cupids Fate

Wound around our wisps of time
We weave a love in words and rhyme
That sticks to you and holds to me
In passions ways so romantically
The moon and stars play the tune and sigh
Then cupid laughs and grins oh my
He shoots and misses he bows and smiles
While we’re giggling and gasping all the while
Then we both at once with a lot of class
Lean over and kick him in his diapered ass