This is Nineteen-forty-eight:
No absolute sophisticate
Although he be as hot as fire
Can ever sweat: one must perspire,
Whether he stroll a mile or league,
One must not tire- -Just feel fatigue.
And do the Doctors help things? Yep–
“Sore throat my eye–you have a Strep!”
And if you say you’ve Neurasthenia,
Excuse me, friend, and I’ll be senia.
I’ve a headaohe. It is plain
This whole thing goes against Migraine!
by Ray Romine Friday, July 9, 1948