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and found my jumper and blouse. Then I proceeded to the check out stand.

My what a thoughtful husband I was, getting my wife something new to wear home from the hospital with our new baby. The sales clerks couldn't have been more helpful.

The baby things? I returned those for my re- fund the next day. Sneaky huh! P.S. I wouldn't suggest anyone use this method more than once every nine months in the same store.

POEM

Letters

by David

There are letters in my mail box, Every morning after eight

There are letters in my mail box, When the afternoon is late.

There are letters that are witty, There are letters that are gay, There are writers more's the pity Who haven't much to say.

There are letters that are wheezy, There are letters that are good, There are writers who are cheesy, And who write in dreadful mood.

There are letters that are brave, There are letters that are strong, There are writers who are slave, To everything that's wrong.

Letters come from Dick and Harry, And from other people too. From girls who want to marry, And from nuts there's quite a few.

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