The man from Montclair
After week-ends of searching-
Having found that place
That long-ago spot
His two sons
And some things in the car
And went there.
One day - actually one evening
A group of adults in North Framingham, Mass.
Calling itself The Board of Health
Roused from their boredom
And gaped at the brass
Of the banker, retired, of no small wealth
Who had asked their permission
To build an earth-closet out back of his garden.
Glances were darted, then giggles suppressed
Then flurries of chortles were sneaking between
The eruption of coughing
Till someone could manage to bark at the banker:
An out-house you mean?!
The man nodded briefly and read from a card
Answers to questions which flew loud and peptic.