Dorothy Parker (22 August 1893 - 7 June 1967 / Long Branch / New Jersey)
My answers are inadequate
To those demanding day and date
And ever set a tiny shock
Through strangers asking what's o'clock;
Whose days are spent in whittling rhyme-
What's time to her, or she to Time?
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