Dorothy Parker

(22 August 1893 - 7 June 1967 / Long Branch / New Jersey)

For A Favorite Granddaughter - Poem by Dorothy Parker

Never love a simple lad,
Guard against a wise,
Shun a timid youth and sad,
Hide from haunted eyes.

Never hold your heart in pain
For an evil-doer;
Never flip it down the lane
To a gifted wooer.

Never love a loving son,
Nor a sheep astray;
Gather up your skirts and run
From a tender way.

Never give away a tear,
Never toss a pine;
Should you heed my words, my dear,
You're no blood of mine!


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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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