A beautiful girl

Sad, wandered the earth

In search of her heart

Cupid lay in wait

Bow held in his hand

As she approached he

Did appreciate

This grand twist of fate

He drew back to shoot

With a loud snap, ping—

Bow string was broken

In horror he sees

It spiral and ring

Tears stream down his face

Crestfallen, dismayed,

Arrow of love staid

Now, impossible

To inspire the maid

To romance and love.