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His Name is Like Honey - Rob Franklin
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Mail Call
The time has finally come,
As I lie here in my cell,
For I have waited all day long,
Just to see if I got mail.
It won't take much time,
I don't ask that of you.
Just write me a line or two.
Is all you have to do.
A few sweet words of comfort,
Would really make my day,
And let me know I'm thought of,
With each long, passing day.
So put a smile on my face,
As I lay here in my cell.
Let them call my name
When they pass out the mail.
Even though I may not deserve it,
I'm told about second chances.
It would be neat if one came my way today.
Author unknown
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