I don't know about you
but I think of reporters
when I think of them at all
as self-absorbed and predatory.
In the past I've been rooked
pretty bad by 'em.
Like when I got fired over
that homonyms thing.
They called me up and got
sound bytes and quotes --
and then made me look
like a ring-tailed lemur!
But Robin Givhan, now --
she's different.
She's generous; she's kind.
She's the jewel of the Washington Post.
She's never interviewed me.
But I know if she did
she would be understanding.
She would quote me verbatim.
Her writing is dripping with
the cream of human kindness.
He prose shines like brass tacks.
She is a good egg.
I sent her a letter once,
asking to be interviewed.
About anything she wanted
to ask me.
She replied promptly.
Sending her regrets
that there was nothing
notable about me or my life.
It was very nice of her to respond
so quickly.
And to top it off she enclosed
a discount coupon for Red Lobster.
That's classy.
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