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Satisfied

Fortune is a fickle thing,
Fragile as a fairy’s wing.
Hard luck, maybe, waits for me
Round a corner I can’t see;
I can face it, dare and do,
With the good luck, dear, of you!

Say I love you, every way;
Say it many times a day;
Flash those lovely brown-hued eyes
My way, darling–you’re the prize
Life’s bestowed on lucky me
In her careless lottery!

by Ray Romine Tuesday, October 15, 1946

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Sans Torture

If we are through, and worlds must fall,
Beguile me not with clever stunts;
If you would brush me off at all,
Kindly do it all at once.

by Ray Romine Wednesday, February 6, 1952

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Sample

One single glance from you a day,
And all my clouds dissolve away.
I can but wonder, then, my sweet:
Can life–without you–be complete?

by Ray Romine Monday, August 12, 1946

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Same Difference

I wonder who should take the blame
If the kiddies aren’t tame
When company is present?
Now, the thought may be unpleasant,
But kids are worse in front of others,
Sure, but fathers too, and mothers ,
Are much worse hypocrites , you will agree, by far,
For being sweeter than they normally are!

by Ray Romine Tuesday, August 16, 1949

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Sale Wail

Clearance Sales engulf me,
And Super Sales abound;
Although I save on every one,
My dough won’t reach around.

When truly Whopping Specials
Have me in their clutch,
I sometimes think that 1/3 off
Still leaves a bit too much!

by Ray Romine Friday, August 22, 1952

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Salad Ballad

Pay heed, young ladies: it’s easily seen
“The way to a man’s heart–” doesn’t mean
That the simple, fool-proof way to get us
Is with a concoction served on lettuce.

Your mother was wiser; if you followed her
You’d feed the boy-friend something solider.

by Ray Romine Monday, September 12, 1949