Life, 1921-10-27 · page 3 of 34
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Fulfilment . Dorothy Parker DO not sit and sigh for wealth untold, Better a homely flat in Harlem's wilds It never thrusts itself into my schemes; Than costly living’s spurious benefits; I shrink from all your piles of clanking gold,— Better a simple butter-cake at Childs’ Better my sparkling hoard of golden dreams. Than caviar and stalled ox at the Ritz. A life of limousined and jeweled ease Your unearned gold, to me, is shot with flaws; Is but a round of fathomless ennui. A life of honest toil I’d make my lot,— Your motor cars, your pearls, your sables—these Which really makes it very nice, because Are naught to me. It’s what I've got. i WZ | He really dislikes pets, but the man in the adjoining studio sings—yes, he sings! comicbooks.com