I once saw Cupid poop
I once saw Cupid poop behind a tree in a field.
And, boy, was I surprised by the amount of his yield.
And when he was done,
I saw him strapped his quiver of arrows back on
and fly off to make another two one.
Copyright © Marinus Jansen | Year Posted 2025
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