Wednesday, February 13, 2013

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Posted By on Wed, Feb 13, 2013 at 4:00 AM

poor USPS,
bleeding money, resorts to
taking a day off

could Saturday join
Sunday as day where mailbox
is just a décor?

sadly, most of the
mail I get is bills or mags
I'd rather not have

I've tried stopping damn
coupons but the fusillade of
crap is unceasing

in the olden days
I knew my carrier, Don,
and his interests

he kept an eye out
for elderly neighbors in
case they needed help

now my mail is brought
in a small truck by someone
I have never met

snow, rain, heat nor gloom
of night didn't stay their rounds;
t'was mighty profit

but also advance
of technology - boots on
the ground, obsolete

still, carriers tie
it all together like the
Big Lebowski's rug

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