Love poem

He'd have given me rolling lands,
Houses of marble, and billowing farms,
Pearls, to trickle between my hands,
Smoldering rubies, to circle my arms...

You -- you'd only to whistle low,
Gaily I followed wherever you led.
I took you, and I let him go --
Somebody ought to examine my head!

-- Dorothy Parker

Proving men DO make passes at girls who wear glasses

Yep, Dorothy dear, many of us have analyzed our own choices (having once been married to Mr. Wrong, I shoulda had my own head examined.....

I love DP. In college I used "The Waltz" or "The Dance" or something she wrote as my Humorous Interpretive competitve speech and won.

Thanks, Mathman!