PS I Love You

Dear, I thought I drop a line
The weather is cool
The fooks are fine
I`m in bed each night at nine
PS I love you
Yesterday we had some rain
But all in all I can`t complain
Was it dusty on the train
PS I love you
Write to the Brown`s just as soon as you`re able
They came around to call
And not burn a hole in the dining room table
Now let me think; I guess that`s all
Nothing else for me to say
And so I`ll close, but by the way
Everybody`s thinking of you
P.S. I love you