I shall hang some words together:
They may not exactly fit;
But if verse can sell a publisher ,
Why, that’s the most of it.
For, while I may think it’ s dreadful,
And you may decide it stinks,
Let us stifle our emotions:
It’s with cash the public thinks.
And the Bookstore clerk will gladly
All his own opinions smother,
As he holds his nose with one hand,
Making money with the other.
I shall hang some words together,
And regret them by-and-by;
But if they attract the shekels,
I shall not exactly cry.
by Ray Romine Tuesday, October 1, 1946
