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Open the mail there’s nothing there, Only and offer to see someone bare. Make a fortune without a penny, Why are there so blooming many. Junk mail, porn mail, sell me this, sell me that, I wonder, why cant I send it back! A message from a friend was sent right back, the system could not handle that. I was sent a prayer by mistake, It was spam for god’s sake! Wish I had a letter, Like in days of old, Come through the door, good as gold. Plain white envelope, smelt so special, Basildon Bond if she was sensual. Hand written address and the stamp was cool Was it from family and old friend from school? With ink and time, the words were written, With thought, consideration and pleasant wishing. SWALK on the back meant it was from heaven, Put it in a box and save it forever. Now point and click and its forgotten, Wonder if god dos that? Is he that rotten? Are we his e-mail’s, Easily forgotten. That’s ones junk, that ones funny. Press delete and then no memory. Point and click, it makes me sick. Send me a letter, it’s for keeps. |
