Read more poems by Dorothy Parker: Dorothy Parker Poems at Poetry X.
The friends I made have slipped and strayed, And who's the one that cares? A trifling lot and best forgot- And that's my tale, and theirs. Then if my friendships break and bend, There's little need to cry The while I know that every foe Is faithful till I die.
Added: 25 Nov 2001 | Last Read: 12 Sep 2026 3:49 AM | Viewed: 5130 times
A PoetryNotes™ eBook is available for this poem for delivery within 24 hours, and usually available within minutes during normal business hours.
ON SALE - only $29.95 19.95!
For more information...