well dear John the poems those you write are the funniest and the cutesiest works when ever i have read. your arts contain fragrant nice stories that just make smile on our lips. thank you because of your brilliant works.
My best regrades Sir John Carter Brown.
I sit enveloped in my chair, My limbs relaxed, my work is done; The radio is droning low, My eyes are heavy as a ton. I know the room is occupied, But sorting voices is a strain; A ghostly figure passes by, I think I'm nodding off again.