Hello
Hello my dear friends
The skunk, raccoons and squirrel
This letter is open.
Sports shorts on
I hold keys in right hand
And a napkin in the left
Inside it I have a gift
The skin and a pit
Of the mango
For you
If thrown in the trash I'd feel shame
And it would make no difference
Unless and except; anyway
You would tear the bag and make a mess.
For you this is in the memory of my friend
Daniel
Whose father and whose son were Daniel
With them I ate Mango
Tons in Santa Cruz
They were great.
There I saw none of you
My Canadian friends
Therefore I share with you
This imported tasty gift.
Enjoy it and in the morning
I will check on you and
Will feel great if eaten
And act as dog walker
If not
I will remove the shit…
Once again
Hello my friends
Be kind to each other
And enjoy it; share
I think it's delicate!
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