L Milton Hankins Poet Light Verse

Usps-Approved

When she opens her mouth it is full of junk
Always telling me I owe somebody money,
Spews out circulars and advertisements
Every day, I tell you, it is not very funny.

A red flag is raised to attract my attention
The contents can be slippery like a fox,
Always standing out in front like a guard
She is my ubiquitous USPS-approved mailbox.

written September 2, 2021

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Caren Krutsinger September 3, 2021 at 10:38 AM Ours is so "full of junk" we are glad we are only sixteen steps from the dumpster when we pull it out. L Milton Hankins September 3, 2021 at 10:59 AM Good thinking. I may get one important, useful piece of mail a week. I wonder what would happen if I took down my mailbox. Can a person do that?

Shirley Hawkins September 2, 2021 at 5:32 PM Loved this. Most of it is straight from her mouth into the rubbish bin..... L Milton Hankins September 2, 2021 at 6:31 PM Yes, indeed. Someone mentioned "Occupant." And, to think, I am still getting mail addressed to my wife three years after she is gone! Thanks, Shirley.

Virginia Gelok September 2, 2021 at 5:07 PM Except that mine is Canada Post I think we have related mailboxes, lol. This was a fun read. L Milton Hankins September 2, 2021 at 6:31 PM Thanks, Virginia. I suspect she is the same throughout the world. You think?

John Lawless September 2, 2021 at 2:53 PM I wonder when "occupant" is going to come and pick up his mail. And the holiday season is yet to start. L Milton Hankins September 2, 2021 at 4:11 PM LOL. I love your very funny comment, John. I jotted this little piece of doggerel while waiting in the doctor's office to be seen.