The Tardy Cherub

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Cupid snoozed—his alarm betrayed, Wings askew, his bow mislaid. Love showed up a moment late, Blushing, breathless, tempting fate. Turns out hearts still fell just fine— Even tardy arrows hit on time.

Based on a true story

(dedication: to my teens)

There's this sign
At this place
I go to put gas in my car.
It says, like,
''Open 6 a.m. to 12 p.m."
They used to stay open till midnight.

There's this guy
Who owns this place
That sells me gas for my car.
The sign used to say, like, "12 a.m."
But some lady said that wasn't midnight,
So he changed it.

There's this lady
At this place
who takes my money for the gas.
My wifes, like,
"You can go home--it's 6:oo p.m."
But the lady's working till midnight.

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