Based on the mail stuffed into my mailbox yesterday, I'm thinking of writing a revised Christmas carol. On the fifth day of Christmas my mailman brought to me one personal letter, two grocery fliers, three life insurance offers, four Medicare supplement offers, five pleas for money. But no partridge, with or without a pear tree. A pretty typical assortment of mail, especially at this time of year. It's probably my imagination but I think I smelled a whiff pear tree wood in all that paper.
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