A St. Valentine's Day poem
|I trusted that sorry danged old Cupid
So here I sit feeling stupid.
I went to court sweet Evelong
With song and roses with stems so long.
When I dumbly began to sing
With derisive laughter she me did sting
She slung the thorned plants at me
And kicked me sharply in the knee.
So here I sit feeling stupid
For trusting that sorry danged old Cupid