Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Cupid Poop Poem

Cupid Poop


Put some of those cinnamon red hot heart shaped candies in a zip lock bag and give with this poem attached:
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I couldn't send you fs, and candy wouldn't do.
And mushy cards just didn't say the things I want them to.
So I got you something special, and here's the inside scoop.
I found you something very rare - It's genuine Cupid poop!

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