Come on out and sit in our deck chair;
It is cooler by far in the shade.
We will sip at our Cokes
And rehash ancient jokes
And forget about barter and trade.
Come park the tired frame in our deck chair;
Relax and refresh till you burst.
There is just this one catch
(You’re expecting it, natch):
It’s your job to set it up firstl
by Ray Romine Tuesday, June 9, 1953
