(Can't think of a poem that better epitomizes Post Modern Love and our mission: "For the love of writing and the writing of love!")
by Dorothy Parker
Say my love is easy had,
Say I'm bitten raw with pride,
Say I am too often sad --
Still behold me at your side.
Say I'm neither brave nor young,
Say I woo and coddle care,
Say the devil touched my tongue --
Still you have my heart to wear.
But say my verses do not scan,
And I get me another man!