Kill D’Bum

The umpire is a fellow who’s
Become inured to snarls and boo’s.
He isn’t fair; he’s off the beam;
He sides with the opposing team.
Instead of sympathy, derision
Is his lot for his lack of vision.
His life’s a thrill, though, wondering what’ll
Come his way next–bouquet or bottle.

by Ray Romine Thursday, June 22, 1950