The other day I received this from a reader who gave his name as Henry Jekyll, which I assume - I hope - is a pseudonym. He found my work at another site, but the same verses are posted here:
Dear Madame Jillinghoff:
I'm not one for writing to writers (any more), but I must say your rhymes, jingles, and poems are the best things I've seen on ASSTR in many a year. You're much too good for this site, by which I mean you're witty, clever, and literate, and by which I don't mean you should go away. It's nice to see a sex writer in the company with Ogden Nash, Charles Osgood, Shel Silverstein, etc. I do hope you're female (I won't ask), as there are far too few funny women writers.
It's an odd feeling being compared to Nash and Silverstein - humbling and smug-making at the same time. And who knows? Maybe they got dirty, too, when no one was looking. A friend of mine told me once that when she was a college student, she had to pick up Isaac Asimov for a lecture, and he and his wife improvised obscene limericks through the whole drive.
The moral of the story is, all of you troglodytes who haven't read Madam Jillinghoff's Bedroom Rhymes should get started at once.