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Know what I love? The mail. You go out to the mailbox and you look inside and there are all sorts of things - letters, cards, bills, magazines. Some of it's important and some of it's junk, but you don't know until you get it out and sort through it. Sometimes, if you're really lucky, you get a package... from FedEx or UPS or maybe just USPS. Packages are the best. Maybe it's something you just ordered the other day, but maybe it's something you ordered a while ago and you forgot about. It's like a surprise. But I like letters, too. Now, though, with email, you don't get many letters. That's why I like to write to Scott. It's fun. I bet he feels happy when he gets letters. Cards are fun. You usually get a card when it's your birthday or if you've just graduated. Cards usually have money.
Mail is just great. Once, I wrote a poem for the mail person and I taped it to the mailbox. (I don't know whether it was a girl or a boy, so let's just assume it was a boy.) He took the poem with him. I like to think it brightened his day. Maybe he just thought I was weird. It was a good poem. It was all about how much I appreciate the mail person and how I love to get mail. I wish I remembered what it said.
I'm gonna go eat some cereal. I like Cheerios and Rice Krispies all mixed together. Yum!
Mail is just great. Once, I wrote a poem for the mail person and I taped it to the mailbox. (I don't know whether it was a girl or a boy, so let's just assume it was a boy.) He took the poem with him. I like to think it brightened his day. Maybe he just thought I was weird. It was a good poem. It was all about how much I appreciate the mail person and how I love to get mail. I wish I remembered what it said.
I'm gonna go eat some cereal. I like Cheerios and Rice Krispies all mixed together. Yum!