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Let us imagine this comment were weightless,

Carried along by a snail in a sundress,

Given, quite lightly, to fleet-footed mice,

Then transferred hands to a finger-device,

Shaped by a man who, obsessed with his digits,

Daring, decided what he should do with it—

He mailed this comment out just like a letter,

Which did arrive to me rain-soaked (much wetter),

Than when first given to rodent-like hands,

Such is the way love finds transit through lands!

Yet, now dear Reader, we’ve come to the moment

When you shall thus receive this road-worn comment,

Thus, I do hope you appreciate care,

Slow-style delivery (and some slight wear!).

In appreciation of long-traveled correspondence and new e-friendship!

Love + Ruckus,

Jordan.