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Cupid Caught Napping
Cupid on a summer day, Wearied by unceasing play, In a rose heart sleeping lay, While, to guard the tricksy fellow, Close above the fragrant bed Back and forth a gruff bee sped, And, to lull the sleepy head, Played “Zoom! Zoom!” upon his ‘cello. Little did the god surmise That sweet Anna’s cerule eyes Gazed on him with glad surprise, Or that he was in such danger; But the watchman bee, in haste, Left his post that he might taste of the honey nature placed On the lips of that fair stranger. Thus unwatched, from Cupid’s side Anna stole the boy god’s pride, All his love darts, and then hied Far away from capture’s chances And today she wields the prize; For Love’s quiver still supplies Darts that speed from Anna’s eyes In her love compelling glances!
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