Pleased - Poem by Frank Avon
When they are introduced to a stranger,
only bozos say (the eastern author explains)
'I'm glad to meet you.'
I had to be eighty years old before I heard that,
by which time I'm proud to be a bozo, or hick
from Tennessee, who really says 'Pleasta meecha! '
But the difference is we don't say it
unless we mean it, so if I ever meet that eastern author
in person, I'll say politely, as she has made me aware I should,
'How do you do? '
And not care.
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