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pity
by Maria Francescadon't you dare
to pity me -
to make pretty excuses
designed to shelter my delicate pride;
don't make a production
of showing me out politely
through the grand double doors -
I'd rather bust up your wall as I leave
and you can plaster the hole with your pity. 03/28/2010 Posted on 03/28/2010
Copyright © 2025 Maria Francesca
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Morgan D Hafele on 03/29/10 at 12:57 AM the end made me laugh... i can picture someone with that look on their face as they fix up some wrecked dry wall. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 03/29/10 at 03:08 PM What an exit that would be! Yes, why not leave a lasting impression! Well done. |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 03/29/10 at 09:05 PM Ah Maria, I pity the person more who showed you to the door and received this comment. Cute write. |
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