Ain’t Love Grand?
― Ain’t love grand? It kissed my cheek then bit my hand Sang me a ballad early morning, Turned on its heel and left me yearning Ain’t love the grandest, sweetest thing When it said, “Bye, you’re just a fling!” Was the bouquet but meaningless, Given to me so I’d undress? Wasn’t love the grandest of... [Continue Reading] ∙ .




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