I wrote this many years ago, as an assignment in my AP English class in High School. It's silly, but fun. Broken Arrow Excuse me sir, But I believe you missed. That arrow there Was meant for me. Without that, it was nothing But an empty kiss. And even you must see He felt more than that. I understand its been hectic Flying about, bringing joy. Your bow is heavy, And it makes one weary. The arrow was simply broken. Perhaps in all the chaos, The shaft snapped. Or maybe an uneven feather sent it astray. But surely you missed, sir. Because I love him, And he loves me. Surely you didn't mean For that to hit her. Fix it quickly, please! She fancies him, you see. But there’s no way they were Meant to be. He kissed me, sir! Right here in this very spot. So please, Cupid sir, Send another; Prove to the world That this wasn't Just an empty kiss.