Easily Pleased Poem by Sheila Knowles

Easily Pleased



I was walking
through the supermarket this morning
and this guy comes up
and asks me in German
if I speak Russian
so I answered in French
that I spoke a little Irish

if that helped

he walked away
looking a bit confused
but damn
I felt exotic
for about a minute
and a half

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