Cupid, Don'T Be Stupid

His Aim
      A Shame

      Narrow
      Arrows

      Find Hips
      Miss Lips

      Forego
      Crossbow

      Next Year
      Try Spears
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Krutsinger Avatar
August 20, 2020 at 3:44 PM
Spears! I am picturing a young woman pinned to the ground, a long huge spear keeping her there while her blood loss insures immediate death. What? And worse, I am smiling as I picture it.
Keely Avatar
August 17, 2020 at 8:13 AM
Haha - let's hope Cupid's intentions were good!
Wolf Avatar
August 17, 2020 at 2:52 PM
As they say, The Road to Hell is paved with good intentions! Thanks, Sharon! ~ gw
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