You have given me much happiness. As I play form the gift of the music
sheet for Bohemian Rhapsody you gave me I picture you choosing the pink
fluffy bed socks. I fear our association must end as my health has
suffered with palpitations since you gave news of the positive pregnancy
test. The caster oil has been no help, and I fear I will soon have
need of the definite place in the church crypt.
I have the key to the castle on the isolated Scottish island you gave
me, and I will retreat there with the map and phial of dirty water you
inexplicably provided for such an occasion. Chairman Mao's little red
book goes with me, as do enduring memories of our frolics in the apple
I remain your devoted Reverend Green."
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