If I had a shiny gun,
I could have a world of fun
Speeding bullets through the brains
Of the folk who give me pains;

Or had I some poison gas,
I could make the moments pass
Bumping off a number of
People whom I do not love.

But I have no lethal weapon -
Thus does fate our pleasure step on!
So they still are quick and well
Who should be, by rights in hell.

(el poema es de Dorothy Parker, el dibujo de contraomnes)

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   Goodness me, this is nearly unherad of these days - a Dorothy Parker poem in the Dorothy Parker tag that I’d never read...

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