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In youth, it was a way I had
To do my best to please,
And change, with every passing lad,
To suit his theories.
But now I know the things I know,
And do the things I do;
And if you do not like me so,
To hell, my love, with you!
Dorothy Parker
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Cynthia Buhain-baello
(6/26/2009 10:01:00 PM) |
I marvel at the masterful creativity of Ms. Parker here, the wit and humor, interwoven with a lot of guts, and she pulls it off with such a great style! Excellent!
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Bonnie Jensen
(4/9/2009 5:33:00 PM) |
I love this poem! I am 74 years old and know exactly the meaning!
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