Cupid's Lucky Shot
Looking to find a four leaf clover
Or a lucky star for a wish
Cupid's arrow flew right over
I was told he never missed
A rabbit's foot might do the trick
Or perhaps a lucky penny
Love potions leave me feeling sick
I know cause I've taken many
Love's never been a friend of mine
Though we have spent time together
Not the sort of friend to find
Only sticking around in fair weather
On second thought I'll take a pass
I'm glad it flew right by
Cause if he'd shot me in my ass
Then I'd have blacked his eye
an original poem by the "poemdog" Daniel Turner
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