Cupid Stole My WifeA Poem by WhiskurzValentine's Day is dead to me Now It cuts me like a knife See, February the fourteenth Was when Cupid stole my wife I told my wife how special she was With flowers and candy in hand She replied, "Yeah okay whatever" And I really didn't understand I thought I left the toilet seat up Or said her mom was fat in my sleep I tried to ask her what I did But she just wouldn't utter a peep Then out of the blue, I noticed A tiny arrow had pierced her heart I knew it was that love fairy That had torn our marriage apart She said,"I'm sorry I just can't help it, I love that little dude with wings, He makes me feel alive inside, With all the happiness he brings" "He even likes to watch chick flicks What more can a woman ask?" I knew I couldn't compete with that For It was just too great a task Well, the days went by like minutes 'Til one day, when I came home Our bank account had been cleaned out And I found myself alone I still see them every now and then And now Cupid has even grown a beard My wife was always partial to those So it turned out like I'd feared Don't worry about me, I got my revenge I'm dating Mother Nature and never feel no pain For everytime, they leave their house She always makes it rain
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