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As is customary
     so little Cupid 
           one day 
                fucked me with his arrow - 
he just had such an idea -
        he hearkened some voice from above -
                         or this his zonked eunuch subconscious - smiling
from the all celestial helium -
          he took the bow - streched the string - and it was done


(and please: I don't want to know it - as long as possible -
      I don't want to be there - please do it in a way so I wouldn't know -
           I don't want to hear you not to see - I don't want to see you not to see)