A Letter from Home

Daddy:
When will you come back?
¡Hurry! finish with your mission
on the deserts of Iraq.
Me, an' mammy, an' Lavinia
we all miss you very much.
Even Susy, my new doll,
is not happy, not at all,
'cause you don't tell her a story
with your feet up, on the wall;
you don't even give a call.
Let me tell you something new:
I have learned to brush my teeth,
an' Lavinia still can't walk,
but she "don't" stop to talk
an' she's calling you all the time
(when not chassing off the cat).
Daddy, please, ¡oh, please!
come back.-