The malady incurred via constant cough
Young Cupid limped to cross a steaming stream
The silver sword and scabbard he took off
And sat in steaming pool and slept till dream
The centaur Chiron generous and brave
Then grabbed the sword to hone on pumice stone
And icicle and whipped it clean through wave
Then laid it next to Cupid act unknown
A sickly nymph in selfsame steaming pool
Immersed in bid to exit rid of rash
The pumice dust and silver grind its stash
A proven anti inflammatory fuel
To simple sighs and splashes Cupid woke
As next to him a nymph inclined to soak
Chorus woke roused stirred
