v1:
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pluck ambrosia from vines
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and drink grape wine from his jiggling cleavage
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pouring open from his broken, arrow staken heart
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imagine kindergarten, gluing red and pink construction paper hearts
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to shoeboxes
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pc:
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little fingers and thumbs
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give tidings of
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quote, unquote
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love
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ch:
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and simple charity
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very cute its insincerity
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play dumb
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v2:
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a quill of arrows in tow
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I track the cherub below
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from elevated position
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hoping for a certain easy mortal blow
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I am owed a pennance
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to this bloated piglet stealing hearts
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from good logic
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outro:
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a cupid full of arrows is a
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cupid full of love
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play dumb
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Cupid Full Of Eros
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| Look What I Did |
