Whenever I’m in doubt about
A thing I “know I know,”
That’s when I’m apt to shout it out
To hand a foe a blow.
Beware you, though, my pure allure
When I don’t pound around;
For when I am demure, be sure
That’s when I’m sound of ground.
MORAL
When you hear a loud barrage
Of words, look out for camouflage.
by Ray Romine Wednesday, March 15, 1944
