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Wednesday, April 11th, 2007

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9:37a
9:38a
I Kissed You
[Parody on yesterday's poem, You Kissed Me]

I kissed you, I own, but I did not suppose
That you, through the papers, the deed would disclose,
Like free-loving cats, when on ridgepoles they meet --
When their squalls of "You kissed me!" disturb the whole street.
I kissed you. The impulse as suddenly came
As that cold-looking cloud is transformed into flame;
My act was the lightning that glances and thrills,
And yours the loud thunder that blabs to the hills.

I kissed you. As kissed the poor Cyprian boy
In dreams, his Diana, so cold and so coy,
And foolishly fancied -- encircling your charms --
A maid -- not a matchbox -- was clasped in my arms.
I kissed you. The zephyr on tiptoe passed by,
The moon with a kerchief cloud hid her soft eye;
From the bough that swayed o'er us, all silvered with dew,
With a half-smothered titter the katydid flew.

I kissed you. All nature to counterfeit sleep,
Half promised our secret so sacred to keep;
No ubiquitous press correspondent peeped through
The leaves. I was "interviewed" only by you.
I kissed you. Then, scared at my boldness, I deemed
You had fainted, or else you would surely have screamed:
But no, you not only all censure forebore,
But, like Oliver Twist, are now asking for "more."

I kissed you. All others may do it who choose,
But I to repeat the performance refuse.
On your lips I will never again print a smack;
By the press or by note, you may send that one back.
I kissed you. The poetess Sappho of old,
Like you, was so warm that her Pharon grew cold;
So she ended her love and her life in a pet --
I presume there are equal facilities yet.
-- Unknown
3:39p
petulant pet
Cuthbert has been very demanding today. He wants to be fed constantly, though he'll settle for being held. He even comes up and taps on my back to get my attention. He's also a wee bitey. I think he's missing collinsmom. þa wif was home all last week for her Spring Break (they call it "Reading Week"), but she went back to Razzberry Monday. Well, she should be home tonight. We'll see how His Nibs behaves when she's back.

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