Where has cupid
Gone?
Has he left me sitting here
All alone?
Brought me a few
Captured my heart
Then released it
For a game of darts
He's boozing again
I swear it's true
How else do you explain
Why I'm tossed all askew?
Cast to the ground
Stepped on
Drowned
As he's high off his knocker
Standing in the corner
Pointing and laughing
I must be a gonner
Lest I bring him back
To reality
I wonder does he even
Want to help me
Passed out now it seems
I'm getting nowhere with him
Stuff him in my trunk
And take him for a spin
01-03-02
U really ought to read my poem Stupid Slob in my first hall, jen.
I was scolding that chap too. hahahhaa...
nice witty one, this is. ~
Intresting for sure! But I must say I often feel the same about that little buggar with his wings and mighty bow..... I think your past that block...lol...