I wish I had the nerve
To call you up and say
I haven't got your letter
But I'm sure it's on its way.
'Cause lately I've been wondering
What you've been going through
Everything that's happening
How life's been treatin' you.
If you think I don't remember you
Stop and think again
And pull out a sheet of paper
And a pencil or a pen.
Then sit down and write to me
Say all there is to say
And dropp it in the mailbox
And send it on its way.
I promise I'll get back to you
And thank you oh so much
It means a lot to me if you
'Keep in Touch.'
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I've sent an email to the tech people requesting the system be updated. The computer is trying to add an extra p on (drop) in my poem indicated above.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem