This elbow-haunter plaguing me
The while I make the mind up
Is sure to be the self-same she
Who’s elsewhere at the wind-up.
by Ray Romine Tuesday, July 3, 1951
Category: Poems
Ray Romine Poems
Lines To The Little Woman Who Says I ‘m Sick Of Cooking
If I seem unsympathetic,
It’s because you’ve overlooked
That most foods today are Instant–
They’re so simple, Ready-cooked.
Why, it’s an environment a woman should THRIVE IN!
(Five evenings a week we drive out to the Drive-in)
by Ray Romine Tuesday, October 12, 1948
Lines to the Gal Who Dumps the Whole Bottle
Please, lady, Just a smattering
When it comes to attaring.
by Ray Romine Wednesday, November 8, 1950
Lines to the Gal Who Dumps the Whole Bottle
Please, lady, Just a smattering
When it comes to attaring.
by Ray Romine Wednesday, November 8, 1950
Lines To Tax Scandalites:
While a scandalized public will hiss you,
Republicans meanwhile should kiss you.
While they’re horrified,
They’re thankful, inside,
For the tailor-made set-to-go Issue!
by Ray Romine Friday, December 14, 1951
Lines To My Neighbor’s Son
All your wild interrogation
Makes me wonder, little man, sir:
Ia it done for information,
Or to see if I can answer?
by Ray Romine Monday, May 1, 1950
Lines To Him About To Start The Conversation
Easy, my friend,
While there’s some chance of stopping it,
Or the rest of the evening
May be spent in topping it.
by Ray Romine Saturday, February 9, 1952
Lines To High School Girls Walking Fourabreast
Youth must be served, I will admit,
But could you give a little bit.
And let a man (who’s old to you)
Stay on the public sidewalk too?
by Ray Romine Tuesday, October 8, 1946
Lines to be Shouted Out Window
Don’t expect me to answer
“GOODNIGHT!” because
I am asleep–
At least, I was.
by Ray Romine Wednesday, November 9, 1949
Lines To An Efficiency Expert
I’m right up to schedule;
I’ve worked like a fiend;
My pencils are sharpened;
My typewriter’s cleaned.
My desk is in order;
I’m neat as a pin;
My ink-well is open–
I hope you drop in.
by Ray Romine Tuesday, February 3, 1953