Lines From Between Clenched Teeth While Preparing For Party

Fiendishly,
Almost, I scurry;
Scare the Mrs.–
“Honey, hurry!”

Skip the buttons
That won’t show;
Shirt tucked half in:
Here we go,

To discover
(Such is fate)
Everybody
Else is late.

by Ray Romine Monday, August 13, 1951