A letter to Keymono retired hurt
Papa, dearie! The kitchen is howling with a strange type!
I am staying here since last two days! Could never understand!
Exactly how so? Can we please! If we may?
They do ! Faith in blue ! Litmus turn red, within a minor queue!
And yet again, once more!
C A! O C L! C L!
Anything else dear!
No, nothing!
Norms Perhaps!
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