Picture, picture on the wall,
I do not envy you at all;
Your frame’s okay, and all intact;
Your glass is hardly even cracked;
Your color’s right, no clashing, banging
With the room in which you’re hanging,
Yet, I repeat, you bring on me
Quite a mood of sympathy.
Your subject is what I decry:
The best that you can frame is I!
by Ray Romine Sunday, March 30, 1952
