Dear, I thought I drop a line The weather is cool The folks 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 I burned 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