Zeus King of Greek Gods

Aphrodite was fuming, did not want to attend Olympus Twelve today.
heard that her arch enemies Athena and Hera were coming their way.
these goddess hussies had started the Trojan war, had they not?
Hephaestus said “Put on your big goddess panties, and over there, trot.”

she took seashells, doves, swans, myrtles, anemones, sparrows too.
spread them around her table, and stared down those notorious two.
“There is the patron goddess of prostitutes” Hera said in a mean way.
angry now,Aphrodite resolved to sleep with Zeus before the end of day.
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