Author Frederick Adam Wright Whenever I meet you, wherever I go, Ten times in one hour it is ā " How do you do?" That " How do you do?" is your first word each day: It is plain that there is not much doing your way. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments