(In
answer to Fred Woodward’s poem: “Greeting – To Joe Cone” in the Ad. May 28, ’92)
Fred
Woodward and wife: I’ve read your kind greetin’
An’
find in it no evidence of cheatin’.
Your
warm words in rhyme from that sunny clime
Seem
flavored with “Orange”, “Citron” and “Lime”.
But
harkee! if e’er you deny bein’ Yankee
I’ll
take the express an’ eternally spank’ee.
If
ever I am proud uv myself it is when
I’m
called a durn Yankee by women and men.
Your
kind words are welcome, and give me fresh start;
They’re
Southern in courtness and Northern in heart.
The
names uv two more frien’s tho’ miles they’re away,
Have
entered my book uv friendship to-day.
I’m
glad that my poems hev carried you North
To
ol’ Middle Haddam where “Prophets” blaze forth.
An'
besides it is cheaper than steamer or rail
An’
quicker than shankin’ o’er hill an’ through dale.
May
many long years bless you an’ the madam,
Is
the wish uv a native uv ol’ East Haddam.
May
30, ‘92
Conn.
Valley
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