Jenny kissed me when we met,
Jumping from the chair she sat in.
Time, you thief, who love to get
Sweets into your list, put that in.
Say I'm weary, say I'm sad;
Say that health and wealth have missed me;
Say I'm growing old, but add--
Jenny kissed me!
James Henry Leigh Hunt
(1784 - 1859)
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I guess I should mention that this blog turned 20 years old last month.
It’s true that I haven’t been writing much for the past few years, but then
you hav...
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