The flower fairies were in distress
The internet left them in a mess
Wouldn’t be so bad but Postman Pat
Now retired, was happy to laze with his black and white cat
The graceful fairies put out a call
For someone with a single foot who wasn’t likely to fall
Fast to reply was Sidney Snail
Offering his services as the Snail Mail
I can relate to that. A physical mail is indeed a snail mail because it’s very slow to be delivered. E-mails are instant.
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Thank you. I miss the old snail mail, slow though it us when compared to emails
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You’re most welcome. ☺️
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🤪
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Oh Postman Pat, what fond memories …
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Thank you, Wolfgang. I was concerned that no one would recognise the name!
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We‘d be watching and singing along many of the episodes and even had books. The best one we lost at the barbers, Postman Pat and the Christmas baby …
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That’s excellent!
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Lovely poem, Crisp, and so nice reading that Postman Pat is a beloved character.
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Postman Pat is now retired. Very much missed
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Love it – big shout out for Postman Pat 🙌
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Wherever he is, with his cat!!!
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👌😂
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Lovely response, Crispina. I can relate. How we used to wait for the postman to bring a letter in those days.
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Gosh yes. I was in a long-distance relationship. Airmail letters 30+ pages long.
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That’s brilliant, Crispina! I also miss PP and Jess 🐈⬛
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So glad that name pinged into mind!
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