You say the best of friends must part.
Perhaps it’s just as well that way.
Could be, for us, a brand new start
Is just the thing–let’s us be gay!
I’ll laugh at love; I’ll sneer and snort;
I’ll flash a wise, superior smile
As other Two’s themselves disport
In their inane and puerile style.
Yet, life sans you is sans romance,
And we were such a happy pair…
–You might give me just one more chance?
HoId it, darling–I’ll be there!
by Ray Romine Tuesday, October 8, 1946
