March 29, 2004
Inventory
Dorothy Parker
Four be the things I am wiser to know:
Idleness, sorrow, a friend, and a foe.
Four be the things I'd been better without:
Love, curiosity, freckles, and doubt.
Three be the things I shall never attain:
Envy, content, and sufficient champagne.
Three be the things I shall have till I die:
Laughter and hope and a sock in the eye.
The prophetic poetess of the Jazz Age: what sort of blogger would Dotty have made?
Wish that I were 1/2 as wonderful as the rest of the MuNu's who invited me! I fear that Pixy has made me appear smarter than I am by posting a test post in the form of this lovely poem for me!
Yay!!!!
Don't leave the sock in your eye for too long. It will eventually dry out your tear duct!