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I sat there in my sofa,
waiting for Cupid to show.
He arrived through the window,
in a lioncloth and his bow.
He saw me and my pistol,
said "maybe it's time to go".
I said "you won't leave here",
and lifted my gun slow.
"You know that you're to late,
should've been here years ago".
Cupid with his arrows,
and me with my gun.
He fled like a sparrow,
I aimed and shot him down.
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