Dorothy Parker

The Leal

The friends I made have slipped and strayed,
  And who’s the one that cares?
A trifling lot and best forgot–
  And that’s my tale, and theirs.
 
Then if my friendships break and bend,
  There’s little need to cry
The while I know that every foe
  Is faithful till I die.
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