A Thorny Issue for Dorothy Parker

A Thorny Issue for Dorothy Parker


Fighting on for a Fighting Chance

Perfect or not, the rose gets my sympathy!

One Perfect Rose

A single flow’r he sent me, since we met.
All tenderly his messenger he chose;
Deep-hearted, pure, with scented dew still wet–
One perfect rose.

I knew the language of the floweret;
“My fragile leaves,” it said, “his heart enclose.”
Love long has taken for his amulet
One perfect rose.

Why is it no one ever sent me yet
One perfect limousine, do you suppose?
Ah no, it’s always just my luck to get
One perfect rose.

Dorothy Parker                    


The Rascal

Why are you sad my little rose?

Ms. Parker hurt my feelings so!

Oh boy, did she step on your toes?

I didn’t think she’d stoop so low!

How vile of her! What could that be?

She picked a limo over me!  

B. N. Faraj


The Scoundrel         

To her I always was the perfect rose

Till something better came along 

Is this how men are treated then by those 

Who can’t distinguish right from wrong?

B. N. Faraj


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