De Profundis
Oh, is it, then, Utopian
To hope that I may meet a man
Who’ll not relate, in accents suave,
The tales of girls he used to have?
From Enough Rope (Boni & Liveright, 1926) by Dorothy Parker. This poem is in the public domain.
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