There lives a man in our town whose
Rare skill you should adore:
He poured a dish of Krumbles out
And got none on the floor!
by Ray Romine Sunday, November 16, 1947
Work Type: Ray Romine Poems
Addressed To The Eminent Lecturer
Answer my question, 0 humbly I beg,
As in second-hand glory I’m basking,
Just so, in the main, you don’t make it too plain
Any child would have known without asking.
by Ray Romine Tuesday, February 10, 1953
Ad Nauseum
Scientists, I have a notion
Have at last perpetual motion
In their inventing some appliance
To save us all from last week’s science.
by Ray Romine Sunday, August 27, 1950
Accounts Payable: Please Note
That money isn’t everything
Is an adage old as anything.
I wish someone would show it to
Some of those guys I owe it to.
by Ray Romine Saturday, May 20, 1950
Acclimated
Why should I worry over bills,
Wuo lives in them up to his gills?
Add what I owe to what I’ve spent–
Bills are my native environment!
by Ray Romine Friday, August 24, 1951
Accelerator
Each week goes a little faster
Than the last one seemed to go:
Months elude our grasping fingers
On their was to “long ago”.
And the years, as we grow older,
Seem to hurry more and more;
Before one year has more than started
There’s a new one at the door.
So no wonder when we’re older,
Try to keep up though we will,
Life does reach us, catch us, pass us,
And leave us back there standing still.
by Ray Romine Thursday, November 12, 1936
Absentmindedness Makes The Heart Grow Fonder
You may call me harsh names, and your insults can match;
You can tramp on my feelings, be rude or be fretful,
And tomorrow will find us both starting from scratch:
I’m a wonderful friend, for I’m so darned forgetful.
by Ray Romine Friday, September 19, 1952
Above Water, Almost
The dough that it takes to survive
Varies, as we quickly learn,
For the cost of remaining alive
Is a buck or two more than we earn!
by Ray Romine Thursday, June 17, 1954
Above His Boutonniere
He’s happy daughter made the grade,
But elation will keep til the bills are paid.
by Ray Romine Monday, March 27, 1950
Abode
There is a Spirit in every tree–
And no scientist can argue me
Out of this… If there’s a God,
It isn’t even a little odd
That He should select, from all creation,
A tree for His earthly habitation.
by Ray Romine Friday, October 25, 1946