I have a confession, a sad little tale
Of something i've done - this is the detail.
The death of a menace, a person quite stupid.
You see my confession is ... that I killed the Cupid.
I stabbed him, I shot him, I kicked him with glee
For Valentine's Day isn't happy for me.
His water was cyanide, his fairy cakes dusted
With arsenic because I was just so disgusted.
But he'll be revived around this time next year ...
I'll just have to do it again, so I fear!!!
Author notes
Something to have a little fun with - i'm one very much loved sub *beams*.
Comments
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LOL! How very 'quaint'

thank you for your entry

