I had a little piece of mail
A little old school, you might suspect
Ah, but not to some
For where's the fun in electronic mail?
When in Rome one sends you a postcard
To boast about the magnificent city
Most famous for a Coliseum
Where champions were honoured with the drunken toast!
Yet you're reading my postcard over toast
Peanut Butter Toast
You mutter to yourself about the mail
For it's the first piece you've recived in the tailwind of this decade...
Time to celebrate
Great, indeed
Technology can't kill the seed of the system
What a deed a postcard continues to do.
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