That poetry thing

[pecunium]

It said, when you read this, post a poem.


This was the first one to come to mind.

Jenny kissed me, when we met
Jumping from the chair she sat in.
Time you thief!, Who loves to get
Sweets into your list; put that in.

Say I'm weary, say I'm sad
Say health and wealth have miss'd me.
Say I'm growing old, but add
Jenny kissed me.

Leigh Hunt

"I could not love thee half so much, loved I not honor more."

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[writingortyping.livejournal.com]

Posted mine at my LJ. It's in French, and English translations don't seem to do it much justice, but there's an okay one here.

Thought you might appreciate it, Terry - it's a soldier's poem.