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It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a man there lived whom you may know
By the name of PJP;
And this man he lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and he was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea;
But we loved with a love that was more than love-
I and my PJP;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted him and me.


And our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we-
Of many far wiser than we-
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the wonderful PJP.