Click in the field, then press CTRL+C to copy the HTML code
Dear Shiela
Dear Shiela, it's me your kid brother,
I'm writing just letting you know
That the gang here are thinking about you,
So don't get to feeling too low.
And Shiela, we hope you get better
As soon as you possibly can,
'Cause in Poolstock awaiting attention
Is a house, a dog and a man.
Yes Shiela, your presence is needed
So badly I hardly can tell:
The dishes are up to the ceiling,
The rent's in arrears as well!
And Bob is a pining already,
He's lonely and missing you lots
And William is tearing his hair out,
Unable to cope with the tots.
See Shiela we know, when you're better,
You'll sort it all out with a touch;
But the reason you've GOT to get better
Is that we all love you so much.
(Written 20th Jan 1998)
poem
by
John Carter Brown
solid border
dashed border
dotted border
double border
groove border
ridge border
inset border
outset border
no border
blue
green
red
purple
cyan
gold
silver
black