Poem – Frustration – Dorothy Parker

If I had a shiny gun, 

I could have a world of fun 

Speeding bullets through the brains 

Of the folk who give me pains; 
Or had I some poison gas, 

I could make the moments pass 

Bumping off a number of 

People whom I do not love. 
But I have no lethal weapon- 

Thus does Fate our pleasure step on! 

So they still are quick and well 

Who should be, by rights, in hell.