Delivering What Is Requested

Poem By Lawrence S. Pertillar

No need to pay me to be pleasant.
I am pleasant.
My parents gifted my sisters and I,
With a high degree of integrity.
In fact...
My entire family,
Has that as our greatest asset!

However...
And I must say this,
If one should intentionally step on our toes...
We will do the best to break a nose.
On a face that chooses to be exposed.

That's it.
With no further explanations needed.
Some will call that a mutual exchange,
Of ignorance.

We somehow believe...
It is delivering what is requested.
One gets.
And receives.

That pleasantness isn't given to be tested.

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