Category: Conversation

The reason seems clear-cut to me
Why you and I cannot agree:
It’s just that your vile attitude
Won’t harmonize with my own mood…

by Ray Romine Friday, January 5, 1951

Whoever spilled that repartee
Deserves a lot of credit;
It’s clever, and well it may be:
I’m the guy who said it .

by Ray Romine Saturday, June 24, 1950

Argue with me, disagree;
Run me down, deplore me;
Criticize me openly,
But don’t, I beg, ignore me.

If you’ll cock an attentive ear
At the hackneyed glories
From my travels far and near,
I’ll hold still for your stories.

You and I achieve perfection, thus.
Whomever we bore, it won’t be us!

by Ray Romine Tuesday, August 8, 1950

Don’t take this wrongly, dear friends, please,
You’re part of life’s rich, full design;
But mention meat in my deep-freeze–
You row your boat and I’ll ROMINE.

by Ray Romine Friday, January 19, 1951

Mac and Harry met on Wake,
And held a conversation.
Their subject, from what each gave out
Was–mutual admiration.

by Ray Romine Friday, October 20, 1950

He is no first-rate friend of mine
(I’d say not more than third)
Who bawls at me in public when
I mispronounce a word.

by Ray Romine Sunday, November 18, 1951

His ideas spring from thin air, he says.
Gentlemen, kindly be seated,
And we shall all know, as the air starts to blow,
It isn’t so much thin as heated!

by Ray Romine Wednesday, February 6, 1952

Sometimes there’s a thought native caution invokes
When I’m witty as I can be:
Do I sound half as empty to other folks
As other folks sound to me??

by Ray Romine Monday, May 21, 1945

I’m the type who, while stating with gusto his creed,
Stands firmly by and defends it,
Until I encounter one who is agreed,
Which takes out the sport, and that ends it.

So a favor, dear friend: overlook my insistence,
And let there be nothing passive about your resistance!

by Ray Romine Friday, August 29, 1952

I’m strong for altercations–
Discussions suit me fine–
I dote on conversations–
Especially not mine.

by Ray Romine Friday, January 5, 1951