Tis Poison Poem by Connor Brown
Tis Poison
the cupid shot you first,
and missed
the cupid shot again,
and missed once more,
he however did not miss my heart,
but the arrow was poisoned for his folly,
missing your heart
and therefor i must follow you round'
and love you silently
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