Bring on your hamburger and weiners–
With onions or pickles or relish;
For we are outdoor-cookinng-leaners
To whom open-air eating is swellish.
Be sure that the coffee is blackish
(The water it’s made from was brackish);
Taste oranges, cookies and peaches
(And mosquitoes and beetles–and leaches).
The neighbor-man’s chickens will visit–
DO pass a tomato to Mabel–
The celery’s luecious: or is it?
We’re using the lap for a table.
The sissies have dining roome cozy:
Oh how they must envy our freedom.
(But I’d trade it all for the COMFORT
They have when they sit down to feed ’em).
by Ray Romine Monday, September 11, 1944
