By it dosent matter
Date: 2007 Feb 22
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[[2007.02.22.11.53.17029]]

here cupid...




in the true words of the imortal
Elmer Fud
awwwm huntin' cupids....
as i hunker down here behind this tub
awaiting the "tricky bastards"  
outside the house of one i would love
i got so many holes from der arrows in me
my hide is like a punch card on crack
seems like every time there's a pretty lady and i
six of those bastards show up and attack
and the bitch of it ... is all the arrows
of course are all aimed at me
to the lady in question
she just stalks on past
i believe...
and slips the cupids a five
just to simply let her be
though i suspect its more like
"hey boys strew this ground with un-requented love"
so here i am
trap baited with chocolates and cake
got flowers as well just in case
and a shot gun packed with special waste
love letters ground up makes its base
into hardened pelletized form
special pellets to shred buzzing wings
in point of fact
i just bagged my sixteenth
and this lady of the house where i'm at?
heh...
she's here loading a shotgun right next to me