Has anyone ever thought about shooting Cupid in the ass?
No? Just me?
He's a pretty irresponsible guy.
He's shot arrows at my eyes.
So when I looked, I did not see the person behind the smile.
And he's shot arrows straight at my....
So then all I could think of was lust.
Maybe if he's good in bed, then it might make me stay.
Then he's shot arrows at my feet, so that when I tried to walk away, I was planted in the ground.
Believe it or not you guys he's finally shot one at my heart.
But it must have taken a wrong turn at my head and now my mind won't stop.
Cupid has terrible aim.
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