I need help writing a poem about penpals …?
Okay so i need a medium sized poem all about pen pals. Someone please help.
What is a “medium-sized poem”?
It used to be we would send letters
To our friends, our fans, our betters.
To lift us from innate despondence
We’d try to start a correspondence.
In those days there were guys and gals,
And all of them could be penpals.
Back and forth through the mail
Went woe and happiness, in detail;
It took a week before X could reveal
His response to Y’s ordeal.
From Orem, Utah, to Boston, Mass,
The post office loved it: all sent first class.
Times were slower, glacial even,
Anne broke with Todd to go with Steven,
Jerry sold Bob his card collection;
Two girl PenPals shared deep affection,
And this developed over months.
Nothing happened all at once.
Messages are different today.
Put out a Q; back comes an A.
My Facebook friend is a PenPal now.
But has it really changed somehow
When people write lol and <titter>
And send brief blasts to pals by Twitter?
If the PO yearns for days of yore
When it was not a dinosaur,
Still people hope, love and cathect,
It’s a different way that they connect;
We’re all PenPals, our messages hurled
For viewing by anyone in our world,
And so I add here at the end
That I would like to be your friend.
It used to be we would send letters
To our friends, our fans, our betters.
To lift us from innate despondence
We’d try to start a correspondence.
In those days there were guys and gals,
And all of them could be penpals.
Back and forth through the mail
Went woe and happiness, in detail;
It took a week before X could reveal
His response to Y’s ordeal.
From Orem, Utah, to Boston, Mass,
The post office loved it: all sent first class.
Times were slower, glacial even,
Anne broke with Todd to go with Steven,
Jerry sold Bob his card collection;
Two girl PenPals shared deep affection,
And this developed over months.
Nothing happened all at once.
Messages are different today.
Put out a Q; back comes an A.
My Facebook friend is a PenPal now.
But has it really changed somehow
When people write lol and <titter>
And send brief blasts to pals by Twitter?
If the PO yearns for days of yore
When it was not a dinosaur,
Still people hope, love and cathect,
It’s a different way that they connect;
We’re all PenPals, our messages hurled
For viewing by anyone in our world,
And so I add here at the end
That I would like to be your friend.
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