I never see that prettiest thingA cherry bough gone white with SpringBut what I think How gay twould beTo hang me from a flowering tree.

I never see that prettiest thing
A cherry bough gone white with Spring
But what I think How gay twould be
To hang me from a flowering tree.
Dorothy Parker

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If wild my breast and sore my pride
I bask in dreams of suicide
If cool my heart and high my head
I think How lucky are the dead.
- Dorothy Parker

I never see that prettiest thingA cherry bough gone white with SpringBut what I think How gay twould beTo hang me from a flowering tree. Dorothy Parker

I never see that prettiest thing
A cherry bough gone white with Spring
But what I think How gay twould be
To hang me from a flowering tree.
Dorothy Parker