Oh, oh, you will be sorry for that word! <br />Give me back my book and take my kiss instead. <br />Was it my enemy or my friend I heard, <br />"What a big book for such a little head!" <br />Come, I will show you now my newest hat, <br />And you may watch me purse my mouth and prink! <br />Oh, I shall love you still, and all of that. <br />I never again shall tell you what I think. <br />I shall be sweet and crafty, soft and sly; <br />You will not catch me reading any more: <br />I shall be called a wife to pattern by; <br />And some day when you knock and push the door, <br />Some sane day, not too bright and not too stormy, <br />I shall be gone, and you may whistle for me.<br /><br />Edna St. Vincent Millay<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/oh-oh-you-will-be-sorry/
