Purposely Ungrammatical Love Song by Dorothy Parker
There's many and many, and not so far, Is willing to dry my tears away; There's many to tell me what you are, And never a lie to all they say.
It's little the good to hide my head, It's never the use to bar my door; There's many as counts the tears I shed, There's mourning hearts for my heart is
There's honester eyes than your blue eyes, There's better a mile than such as you. But when did I say that I was wise, And when did I hope that you were true?
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