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Dorothy Parker

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

Frustration


If I had a shiny gun,
I could have a world of fun
Speeding bullets through the brains
Of the folk who give me pains;

Or had I some poison gas,
I could make the moments pass
Bumping off a number of
People whom I do not love.

But I have no lethal weapon-
Thus does Fate our pleasure step on!
So they still are quick and well
Who should be, by rights, in hell.

Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003

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  • Hailey Agnew (8/20/2009 1:18:00 AM)

    haha love it, its so true, too. if only it was legal to kill...
    007, license to kil: P (Report) Reply

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