John W. McEwers
How'D It Do? - Poem by John W. McEwers
She was fine
And I asked her, 'How'd it do? '
She took my hand,
Took a stand,
And replied, 'Anyway with you.'
I got up too
danced on her side
and made some me and her stew.
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