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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.

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  • rufina caraid Moderators member
    July 12, 2004
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    Flower's are lovely but placed lovingly on the leather seat of a limo would surely tip the scales. lol
    I too like this lady's obvious sense of humour.
    ~Von~

  • Ladie Lee
    July 11, 2004
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    She had such a finely whittled wit

  • CleverWitch
    February 25, 2004
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    I adore Dorothy Parker. She is a magnificent writer.

  • Little Poet14
    February 24, 2004
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    Ah, beautiful write



    Always,

    Little Poet14