The dogs do bark; the neighbors scream;
Locomotives wheeze and steam;
Shop whistles shriek and autos beep;
Small children shout when I’m asleep;
Door bells chime and phone bells shrill;
And carpenters are never still;
Another thing that bothers livers
Is steamboat captains cruising rivers.
Yet I don’t mind, above the clash,
The healthy clink of good hard cash;
Nor yet, amid the hustle-bustle,
Do I abhor green bills that rustle.
Money talks? While that may be,
It whispers soothingly to me.
by Ray Romine Wednesday, April 11, 1951