There was a Young Lady of Dorking,
Who bought a large bonnet for walking;
But its colour and size,
So bedazzled her eyes,
That she very soon went back to Dorking.
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I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more love.
by Henry Clay Work
I'm de only one left ob de Colony niggers;
How things do meander away!
When dey count my yeahs dey break down on de figgers,-
Fer things will meander away.