September 18, 2005
The Kissing Poem
Kissing Poem
Give me a thousand kisses, then a hundred,
Then another thousand, then a second hundred,
Then still another thousand, then a hundred,
Then, when we’ve made many thousands,
We’ll muddle them so as not to know.
Then another thousand, then a second hundred,
Then still another thousand, then a hundred,
Then, when we’ve made many thousands,
We’ll muddle them so as not to know.
- Catullus
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