Jenny Kissed Me Poem

The following is a love poem by the 19th Century essayist Leigh Hunt. My dad recited this to me many times growing up. He is really the only person to ever call me Jenny (Jenni).

Jenny Kissed Me Poem

Jenny kissed me when we met,
Jumping from the chair she sat in;
Time, you thief, who love to get
Sweets into your list, put that in:
Say I’m weary, say I’m sad,
Say that health and wealth have missed me,
Say I’m growing old, but add,
Jenny kissed me.

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