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)
Curve-billed Thrasher
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I was surprised at how well the birds in Bill and Alice’s yard seemed to
get along. Three or four were often pecking simultaneously at different
sections ...
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