Fickle fastidious love cupid (Remove filter)
A shifting goal post
Passionately playing dart
With cupid arrow
To pierce your heart
I did squander
Many a year
Oblivious I am making
A blunder
Aiming at a goal post
That non-stop wander!
Monday 9th November 2015 10:46 am
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