Razors pain you;
Rivers are damp;
Acids stain you;
And drugs cause cramp.
Guns aren’t lawful;
Nooses give;
Gas smells awful;
You might as well live.
Razors pain you;
Rivers are damp;
Acids stain you;
And drugs cause cramp.
Guns aren’t lawful;
Nooses give;
Gas smells awful;
You might as well live.
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I memorized this in high school as I needed eight more lines to recite for a class project – even the teacher laughed – I think about it every so often.
ganda! i like this poem so much. its inspired me on how life important
This poem is the only thing keeping me alive tonight. Thanks Dorothy, wherever you are.
i think that this poem is just another masterpiece of Parker’s. her sarcasm is what makes her work so great, though the meaning of this morbid poem is so sad.
i have problems. this poem almost fixed them but i still ended up killing myself. WAHHHH ( . Y . )
her poems always end in an unexpected fashion. someday it’ll then be predictable but till then, i love her works!
Why does noone think this is funny? Its Hi-freaking-larious.