by Edna St. Vincent Millay (1892 - 1950)

I know a hundred ways to die
Language: English 
I know a hundred ways to die.
I've often thought that I'd try one:
Lie down beneath a motor truck
Some day when standing by one.

Or throw myself from off a bridge -- 
Except such things must be
So hard upon the scavengers
And men that clean the sea.

I know some poison I could drink.
I've often thought I'd taste it.
But mother bought it for the sink,
And drinking it would waste it.

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