It costs me never a stab nor squirm
To tread by chance upon a worm.
"Aha, my little dear," I say,
"Your clan will pay me back one day."
To tread by chance upon a worm.
"Aha, my little dear," I say,
"Your clan will pay me back one day."

1893 - 1967/Female/AmericanA poet, short story writer, critic, and satirist, she's best known for her wit, wisecracks and eye for 20th-century urban foibles.
View profile & all 50 Poems / StoriesWhen I was young and bold and strong,Oh, right was right, and wrong was wrong!
My land is bare of chattering folk;The clouds are low along the ridges,
I think, no matter where you stray,That I shall go with you a way.
This level reach of blue is not my sea;Here are sweet waters, pretty in the sun,
Woman wants monogamy;Man delights in novelty.