ON HIS QUEERNESS - Dorothy Parker Poems


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When I was young and wanted to see the sights,
They told me: 'Cast an eye over the Roman Camp
If you care to.
But plan to spend most of your day at the Aquarium -
Because, after all, the Aquarium -
Well, I mean to say, the Aquarium -
Till you've seen the Aquarium you ain't seen nothing.'

So I cast my eye over
The Roman Camp -
And that old Roman Camp,
That old, old Roman Camp
Got me

So that now, near closing-time,
I find that I still know nothing -
And am still not even sorry that I know nothing -
About fish.