Gabriella Egona - Airmail

It is very unheard of my love.
I send secret letters with my dove,
and they are all carefully thought of.

I was never sure he got the mail.
You never know;
My bird could've been drinking ale!
Oh Well,
I'll just stay here alone on Lake Ontario...

Gabriella Egona

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