Franklin Pierce Adams

(15 November 1881 – 23 March 1960 / Chicago, Illinois)

Unshackled Thoughts On Chivalry, Romance, Adventure, Etc. - Poem by Franklin Pierce Adams

Yesterday afternoon, while I was walking on Worth Street,
A gust of wind blew my hat off.
I swore, petulantly, but somewhat noisily.
A young woman had been near, walking behind me;
She must have heard me, I thought.
And I was ashamed, and embarrassedly sorry.
So I said to her: "If you heard me, I beg your pardon."
But she gave me a frightened look
And ran across the street,
Seeking a policeman.
So I thought, Why waste five hours trying to versify the incident?
Verse libre would serve her right.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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