Archive for Saturday, July 29, 2000

Reader uses verse to call attention to favorite columns

July 29, 2000


Dear Ann: When you asked your readers to send their favorite columns, I had so many "favorites," I couldn't decide which one to send. I hit on the idea of writing a little poem. I hope you think it is worth printing. Ann Ingermanson, King City, Calif.

Dear Ann Ingermanson: I do, and I shall. Here it is:
Ann Landers, you have asked us
To see if we can find
One of your special columns,
And several come to mind.
The thing you have required
Is difficult to do.
I enjoy every letter,
I can't pick one or two.
I do have some favorites,
"The Dog Named Sex" is one.
It always makes me chuckle
When I see that column run.
The day Grampa was 79,
And spent the day alone
Reminds me of the importance
Of picking up the phone.
The naked lady with the football helmet
Always produces grins
I love the meter-reader's line:
"Lady, I hope your team wins."
If we who read your column
Would your counsel take,
In the future it might keep us
From making a mistake.

Dear Ann: I have been saving this column for quite a while. Every time I read it, I end up laughing out loud. Your response is so blunt, to the point and in-your-face, I love it. Please run it one more time for all the parents of teenagers. If they didn't clip it when they read it the first time, I'll bet they will now. K.L. in Southern California.

Dear K.L.: Here it is, but I don't expect it to produce any magic fix. Too many kids are "mother deaf." The only thing that will work is Father Time.

Dear Ann: I'm a 16-year-old girl who is a nervous wreck from getting yelled at. All I hear from morning till night is: "Stop smoking. Get off the phone. Hang up your clothes. Do your homework. Clean up your room." How can I get them off my case? Sick of Parents.

Dear Sick: Stop smoking. Get off the phone. Hang up your clothes. Do your homework, and clean up your room.

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