Poem of 2024
💘 Cupid's Revenge. 💘
Well, our girl's tucked up fast asleep in bed.
She's snuggled down and feeling warm and nice,
with dreams of licking ice-cream in her head – she's never tasted such a lovely ice!
And our boy's walking dreaming through the trees
and gazing skywards at the shining moon.
If it were ice-cream he would say, 'Yes, please!'
and then he'd eat it with his favourite spoon.
But Cupid, meanwhile, has a fiendish trick,
to gain revenge for what they did to him.
They stung him, kicked him, made him feel so sick,
and now the plans he has for them are grim.
He places two sharp arrows in a case,
and one is labelled 'ajay', one marked 'Grace'. 🙃
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https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=QQHuAX5h5XA&pp=ygUXbGl0dGxlIGFycm93cyBsZWFweSBsZWU%3D
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Arrows
...as sure as the arrows fly
Cupid with his bow
with arrows sharp
and heart-shaped tips
he aimed for the two
who gave him pain
their quills were hot and sharp
their merciless ridicule for his winged self
irked him still
though many moons had passed
he aimed the arrows
fast and true
towards Ajay's beating heart
but failed and hit his pipe instead
sending it flying, making sparks
much to his annoyance
Cupid turned to the sleeping Grace
who was snoring a symphony
he stumbled and missed again
hitting her sleeping cat
it woke up and purred
falling in love with a puzzled mouse
Cupid fled in horror
into the moonlit night
...as sure as the arrows fly
Cupid with his bow
with arrows sharp
and heart-shaped tips
he aimed for the two
who gave him pain
their quills were hot and sharp
their merciless ridicule for his winged self
irked him still
though many moons had passed
he aimed the arrows
fast and true
towards Ajay's beating heart
but failed and hit his pipe instead
sending it flying, making sparks
much to his annoyance
Cupid turned to the sleeping Grace
who was snoring a symphony
he stumbled and missed again
hitting her sleeping cat
it woke up and purred
falling in love with a puzzled mouse
Cupid fled in horror
into the moonlit night
