Whitney Albright (07-31-1988 / Alabama)
A Cupid and a Psyche
I run beneath Cassiopeia and Polaris
In this kingdom, I am the heiress
I must not slow down, yes, keep my pace!
It seems every night I engage in this chase
O, cupid, must you chase me around?
My bare feet grow calluses from the rigid ground!
Your kind gifts, I refuse to bestow
Fly to the west with your long arrow!
I don’t want love or any part
I’ll run every night to save my heart
You come to me, so fortunate and fair
To ruin my life and its affairs
I run fast, lower your bow!
I run hard, unarm your arrow!
I sit at the seat of reason
I will escape from your treason
I run to the beat of my heart’s drummer
Banish now from this peaceful midsummer!
Oh no! I’ve stumbled over this stump
I bet from heaven they heard the plump!
Banish, cupid! Leave me hence
I have no strength in my defense
You’ve shot me right in the chest
Just above my left breast
Well, hello, knight in shining armor!
You are a handsome charmer
Thanks for helping me up, I slipped
That’s why my gown is slightly ripped
Would I marry you? Of course!
Now let’s ride away on your lovely horse
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