A Little Ring - By Frederick L. O'neill Poem by Robert Bartlett

Oh my wife is always talking
About a little ring.
She never tires of squawking
About the filthy thing.

So by now, its time I guess
To promise that I'll scrub
That menace to my happiness,
That ring around the tub!

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This poem was written by my uncle, Frederick L. O'Neill probably in the late 1930s or very early 1940s. I submitted it because my mother had a framed copy hanging in a bathroom and as a child I used to enjoy reading it, and to this day I recite it to myself as I scrub the stains from the inside of my bathtub!











To promise that I'll scrub -
That menace to my happiness;
That ring around the tub!