Fold. Stuff. Close. Goldfish. Write. Stuff. Write. Lick. Stick.
Fold. Stuff. Close. Goldfish. Write. Stuff. Write. Lick. Stick.
Fold. Stuff. Close. Goldfish. Write. Stuff. Write. Lick. Stick.
Fold. Stuff. Close. Goldfish. Write. Stuff. Write. Lick. Stick.
Fold. Stuff. Close. Goldfish. Write. Stuff. Write. Lick. Stick.
Seas of envelopes to address.
Some day these memories I will repress.
Inner, outer, invitations, and pics.
I wish, oh I wish that this would be over quick.
Questions everywhere in my sight,
“Do I like this person enough to invite?”
Almost done with this process so long,
When I realize… that I did it all wrong.
I\'m Right 