If I had a shiny gun, <br />I could have a world of fun <br />Speeding bullets through the brains <br />Of the folk who give me pains; <br /> <br />Or had I some poison gas, <br />I could make the moments pass <br />Bumping off a number of <br />People whom I do not love. <br /> <br />But I have no lethal weapon- <br />Thus does Fate our pleasure step on! <br />So they still are quick and well <br />Who should be, by rights, in hell.<br /><br />Dorothy Parker<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/frustration/
