I know for sure so many things,
And guess at many others:
Like boys are made of noise and springs,
And girls should mind their mothers.
The moon, of course, is not green cheese ;
The stars aren’t hanging jewels;
Ice is something that won’t freeze,
And horses aren’t mules.
I feel the auto’s here to stay;
TV’s a way of life;
I sense that lying doesn’t pay,
Especially to a wife.
I would pass out much more info–
I’m sure the starved world needs it–
Except for one more fact I know: —
Nobody ever reads it.
by Ray Romine Wednesday, October 3, 1951
