The thoughts and creations of J P Ronan are shared in order to perk, uplift, make better this day. All entertainment is intentional and no issue should be taken as serious else you have come to the wrong place.
Friday, April 24, 2015
by Robert Burns
The Book-Worms
Through and through th' inspir'd leaves,
Ye maggots, make your windings;
But O respect his lordship's taste,
And spare his golden bindings.
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