Category: Manners

The football season’s over;
But you still can learn, you males,
If you will watch Milady
In the January Sales!

by Ray Romine Thursday, November 10, 1949

“Beg your pardon; please forgive me;
I am sorry; how I hate me–“
Your apologies so ready
First impress, and then deflate me.

It’s some hint of sincerity
That constitutes the rarity…;

by Ray Romine Thursday, April 12, 1951

He prates to me “You waste your time.”
He’s right (he always is).
But what gets me is he can’t see
He’s wasting his!

Alternative last line:
The way he’s wasting his!

by Ray Romine Wednesday, October 10, 1945

I’ll take the postman’s weary gait
For a real spine-tingling thrill:
Will he or won’t he turn in?—Wait!
Another “‘#?! ! bill!

by Ray Romine Wednesday, October 10, 1945

I sometimes think who’ s always late
Is he who cannot stand to wait.
Funny, though, it doesn’t bore him
That others do his waiting for him.

by Ray Romine Monday, June 5, 1950

Folks who let their hair down,
If only for a minute,
Usually wind up
Finding people in it.

by Ray Romine Friday, October 25, 1946

He throws his wad of worn-out gum
Into an ashtray on the spot,
Or yells “Where’s that waste-basket, chum?”
Then shoves it in a flower pot,
Or sticks it in a careful way
Beneath a bench. I sourly sigh.
For rid him of it as he may,
Its next recipient is I.

by Ray Romine Thursday, March 15, 1951

Please, dear friends, I ask, don’t burn
If at your Hi I do not turn.
I shall today collect some glances
Filled with questions and askances.
I’m sorry if I seem high-hatty,
Proud or uppity or catty.
Would you still call me stiff-necked if
You knew my neck were REALLY stiff?

by Ray Romine Monday, January 29, 1951

You called me Ray: I answered “Hi!”
And right up till we said goodbye
You were the essence of aplomb–
Well-poised, serene, relaxed and calm.
I might, dear friend, have been the same
If I could have recalled your name.

by Ray Romine Friday, January 23, 1953