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.

Decisions, decisions

There are at least two sides to every question, just as there are two sides to a sheet of flypaper--it makes a big difference to the fly which side he chooses.

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