Dorothy Parker

Indian Summer

In youth, it was a way I had
  To do my best to please,
And change, with every passing lad,
  To suit his theories.
 
But now I know the things I know,
  And do the things I do;
And if you do not like me so,
  To hell, my love, with you!
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