JEREMIAD

Grey River Argus, 14 February 1940, Page 3

JEREMIAD

I’m tired of people saying When are you going to wed? Fed up with all this braying Of marriage, love and maying, When I am happy playing With poetry, instead. I’m tired of all this chatter About sweet wedded bliss. What does it really matter? Why serve, up on a platter A sermon full of patter When someone steals kiss? .. I’m tired of all this prating Whene’er I make a date: “Yes, youth’s the time for . mating, - Come Pat, we’re all a-waiting The time when you’ll be stating ‘Thank God I’ve found my mate!” St. Paul has recommended Marriage in lieu--of Hell, But just suppose you endu'd And found when you descended That life and death were blended With both these griefs/as./well! No crown of glory waiting, No harp on. which, to play, No salvation through mating, But just St. Paul’s voice stating As he peers through Hell’s grating: “You took me the wrong way.” —PATRICE MORANT, Weheka, S. Westland.