Bert Leston Taylor,
A line-o'-verse or two
“ It hung like a pall on the wall of the washroom, And gathered the grime of the linotype crew. The sink and the soap and the lye that stood by it Remain; but the towel is gone past recall. O tempora! Also, O mores! Sic transit The time-honored towel that creaked on the wall. The grimy old towel, the slimy old towel, The tacky old towel that hung on the wall. Now hangs in the washroom a huge roll of paper— The old printer’s towel we’ll never see more. The new (see directions) is “used like a blotter,” And crumpled and scattered in wads on the floor. ”
