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Ballade Of Unfortunate Mammals

Love is sharper than stones or sticks;

Lone as the sea, and deeper blue;

Loud in the night as a clock that ticks;

Longer-lived than the Wandering Jew.

Show me a love was done and through,

Tell me a kiss escaped its debt!

Son, to your death you'll pay your due--

Women and elephants never forget.

 

Ever a man, alas, would mix,

Ever a man, heigh-ho, must woo;

So he's left in the world-old fix,

Thus is furthered the sale of rue.

Son, your chances are thin and few--

Won't you ponder, before you're set?

Shoot if you must, but hold in view

Women and elephants never forget.

 

Down from Caesar past Joynson-Hicks

Echoes the warning, ever new:

Though they're trained to amusing tricks,

Gentler, they, than the pigeon's coo,

Careful, son, of the curs'ed two--

Either one is a dangerous pet;

Natural history proves it true--

Women and elephants never forget.

 

L'ENVOI

 

Prince, a precept I'd leave for you,

Coined in Eden, existing yet:

Skirt the parlor, and shun the zoo--

Women and elephants never forget.

Written by
Dorothy Parker
1893-1967 / Female / American
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