Monday, November 30, 2009

sunday poetry: shaadi season

because it's full-on shaadi season and the shopping never ends...

Loud brayed an ass. Quoth Kate, ‘My dear,
(To spouse, with scornful carriage,)
One of your relatives I hear.’
‘Yes, love,’ said he, ‘by marriage.’

– I.J. Reeve, The Wild Garland; or, Curiosities of Poetry, 1866

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