Dorothy Parker

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

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Poem by Dorothy Parker

"And if he's gone away," said she,
"Good riddance, if you're asking me.
I'm not a one to lie awake
And weep for anybody's sake.
There's better lads than him about!
I'll wear my buckled slippers out
A-dancing till the break of day.
I'm better off with him away!
And if he never come," said she,
"Now what on earth is that to me?
I wouldn't have him back!"
I hope
Her mother washed her mouth with soap.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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