The cupid’s arrow
it not fit the bow
it passed very low
very much far below .
The arrow of Cupid
came so rapid
it hit the stupid
not affected a little bit.
The arrow was shot
did not work anything hot
it created a clot
the effort went rot.
Cupid laid down his weapon
the world became a dampen
love could not be seen anywhere
became an orphan without care.
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