Franking
Frankly, I never understood the art of the frank.
Thought it might be just some silly prank.
But it was designed to help citizen servants,
afray the high cost of reaching constituents.
So they could just, "reach out and touch."
Without having to pay, oh, so very much.
But the times, they are a changing, and so is the scene.
Our citizen servants are getting rich, if you know what I mean.
Mail is shifting, from physical to digital.
The cost of the digital, a fraction of the physical.
The Post Office is chasing the Pony Express,
its packages now shipped through the UPS.
But what will become of Sir Lance Armstrong,
his sponsor is denying, but we knew all along.
So franking, a privilege, is now being abused.
So why am I, so suddenly, feeling dirty and used?
Could it be those X-rated tapes sent through the mail?
Could it be those pictures she sent of her tail?
Could it be those sext you forgot to erase?
Could it be those little boys they can still trace?
Frankly, Barney I don't care about your orientation,
but I do care what you're doing to our great nation.
I'm now getting e-mail from some Randy Paul,
I am not even his constituent, not at all.
So why am I getting his stuff from Kentucky?
It's free, that's why; he can take a flying f**ky!
To avoid going Postal, I'll end this tale,
but don't you dare send me any more junk mail!
Copyright 2012 © Ronald W. Hull
6/20/12
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Stay well and keep writing
Eddy
Mel
Regis
Ain't it the truth! Thanks for the laugh.
Mary
Anna
Sandy
written down from our very
thoughts expressed by You!!
Lady Vivian
i agree the physical is only increasing my trash atthe curd and the electronic is but a few added deletes every day.
Budd
frank and true and great to read....best wishes:)
fee
Great write and I enjoyed it :)
Love and Light
Lily
Peace, love and light,
Amber
Love ya!
Jane