At breakfast time a roll or two,
And toast and coffee nicely do;
I’m hardly ever one to munch
On candy bars to spoil my lunch
Which meal finds me once begun
The unenthusiastic one.
And does my home cooked dinner go
Toward cramming me with vittles? Nol
But when I douse my bedroom light
I have the darndest appetite.
by Ray Romine Sunday, August 8, 1954
