Angry Cupids
She woke up feeling pinched and kicked.
What kind of dream was that? She wondered aloud.
Her neck hurt, her back hurt, her face hurt.
The angry cupids congratulated themselves.
They loved it when someone woke up mean.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
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