Dorothy Parker - Bric-A-Brac lyrics

Little things that no one needs Little things to joke about Little landscapes, done in beads Little morals, woven out Little wreaths of gilded gra** Little brigs of whittled oak Bottled painfully in gla** These are made by lonely folk Lonely folk have lines of days Long and faltering and thin Therefore — little wax bouquets Prayers cut upon a pin Little maps of pinkish lands Little charts of curly seas Little plats of linen strands Little verses, such as these