Cupid Poem by Angel A. Lockwood

Cupid



Cupid shot his arrow straight up
in the sir
There was smoke fa sweet fragrance with flames
Released just about everywhere
The people became over
Zealous
love was in the air
Now all is happy and
Without a care
Good ole cupid

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gajanan Mishra 12 February 2013

Love in the air Without care. I like this. thanks. I invite you to Read my poems And comment.

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