Upon the clouds in the land of the gods,
Great Cupid flies between soap suds,
His golden locs blow in the breeze,
His little wings flap with ease.
Find his lair and you will know,
But beware of his love-sick bow.
BYOP. There is a masrmellow fish as a reward for the FTF.Please answer the question on the log sheet and also record your visit. FTF=Mixs