Cupid's Fault

O NCE Cupid, he
Went on a spree
And made a peck of trouble,
" Ah ha! " cried he,
" Two hearts I see! "
Alack, the rogue saw double.

There was but one;
What has he done?
How could he be so stupid?
Into one heart
Two arrows dart —
O Cupid, Cupid, Cupid!

In truth 't is sweet
When " two hearts beat
As one " — but what to do
When in one heart
Two arrows smart
And one heart beats as two?
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