I was the type who shined his shoes,
Minded mother, sat in pews,
Didn’t swear or stay up late,
Carouse, or drink or dissipate
–And ended up too nice a guy
To tramp on toes, to shove, or pry.
So see me now (though life is restful)-
Unhappy, bored and unsuccessful!
by Ray Romine Saturday, December 30, 1950
