Oh, hey! My most missed; most sweet bully rook!
How have you been? Did you’ve found your fortune?
Well please come to my place where I can cook
Your most beloved dish and we will speak soon!
After a long year of departure’s gone,
No letter from you to me with your style:
That handwriting; the skills loose noone,
It sure your words warms my heart a pile!
What is wrong, pal? You did found your fortune?
Hold; you’ve found it but it’s not what you seek?
At least you’ve found yours- here: I’ll sing you tunes
To celebreat your brevery at this peak!
Disappointment happens every now and then,
But after this; we’ll go the boozing ken!
The Poems-in-my-mind Distributer! 