Ray Romine – Page 231 – Terradise Books

Brother, Can You Spare A Tire??

I shot some air into the spare,
The air blew out, I knew not where;
Without that spare, we’ll ride no more,–
The tires we have, and IT made FOUR!!

by Ray Romine Thursday, January 20, 1944

I heard him called “Broad-minded”
How accurate is that:
There’s not a thing but women
Underneath his hat.

by Ray Romine Monday, May 21, 1945

They come untied. I do not swear.
Nor is it that they break, but where
I am when shoestrings will be sly.
What’s fit to be tied then, is I.

by Ray Romine Thursday, September 6, 1951

Oh, the wind howls around the corner.
And there’s nothing I can do
About the situation,
So let’s write on something new

by Ray Romine Thursday, November 1, 1934

Somebody wins
Who names the twins;
While others owe success
To Limericks;
Another picks
The twenty-five more words ( or less).

Whichever system
You persist in
Judges won’t admire
What you’ve begotten
If you’ve forgotten
The wrappers they require.

I send them in;
I never win,
But neighbor, spare those tears,
For I have soap
Enough, I hope,
To last a hundred years…

by Ray Romine Sunday, July 8, 1951

The Commies in the government,
However much we have deplored ’em,
Seem sure at least to circumvent
Employees’ suffering from boredom!

by Ray Romine Friday, May 5, 1950

The subtle love of man for man
Is something we cannot understand;
But we who know it embrace with care
A human attainment the Angels share .

by Ray Romine Monday, July 7, 1947

Autumn
Brought ’em.

by Ray Romine Monday, October 15, 1951

By eyes are red;
By doze is sdiffly.
Would I rather be dead?
Pozzitiffly!

by Ray Romine Thursday, September 7, 1950

You take a dash of this and that-
You really can’t go wrong;
Then just a touch, and add a pinch,
And beat it about so long.

She’s throwing out this recipe,
Though it’s one mother treasured-
Happiness is not alone
In that it can’t be measured.

by Ray Romine Friday, April 14, 1950