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Cuddly Cupid, he’s nobody’s beau.

He has a few things that he will show

To his admirer or his fan;

Find you a lover? Oh yes, he can!

Cupid has arrows and they do fly.

See, there is one that’s whizzing on by!  

He has true passion of the right kind;

Love at its finest, love that is blind.

He’ll get a twinkle back in your eye,

Quick as wink, when he’s flitting by;

There goes an arrow into a heart!

No, it’s not painful, right at the start.  

There’s just a twinge, a quickening too,

When he has shot his arrow through you.

Cupid is coming, Valentine’s Day!

His eye’s on lovers. He wants to play.

His daunting task is find you a mate;

So you are old? It’s never too late.

No, he’s no angel. He is a child;

Revealer of love’s passion that’s wild.

Cupid is ancient, old as the hills;

Oft those who see him, at heart, he thrills.

A valentine bringing? Yes, he can;

Delivers the message, ‘a post man‘.

Revealed in art, a child with a bow;

Pouch o‘er his shoulder. Many don’t know;

Portrayed in the nude? Yes, he is sweet.

Wings like an angel, a myth complete.

Quiver of arrows, inspires romance;

Is there some mischief, by any chance?

Erotic love and beauty at play;  

Cupid’s the symbol, Valentine’s Day.


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