I cannot put diamonds on your neck,
but I can put roses on your table.
I think it was the
anarchist Emma Goodman that said “I’d rather have roses on my table than have
diamonds on my neck”.
Dorothy Parker thought
differently,
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.
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