Dear Money

you seem to favor people other than myself. I happen to think you're grand, and I'd love to see more of you.

If you've forgotten my address/email/phone/bank account number, I'll happily furnish you with it.

Don't mean to be a pain, I'm sure you are busy with the haves.

Hope to be seeing (a lot) more of you soon,

Signed,
the Have Not.

Dear Have Not,

Meet me at the Commack Motor Inn, Jungle Room. Bring the Kitty get up. Bring the Kitty too while you are at it.

xoxox
The MEan Green One (not to be confused with Tricia the Dish)