Seifer:
Uh ... of what is this you boldly speak???
My heart is all a flutter,
Since when I opened my mail this morn
My knees, they turned to butter!!!
I'm not sure if I understand
What you do say, or not,
Since as I read your letter, I was smoking lots of pot!!!
Oh, Seifer, oh Seifer, are you truly being honest???
For though I am no poet, my heart hath sprung a sonnet.
Oops did I just say that!?! I had not meant to say,
But nevermind, it matters not, as I'll post this anyway.
Chicken Wuss ... uh, I mean Zell.