Reading This Now

If you are reading this now, you are part of a very exclusive club. A very small one. Send me your name and address, and I will send you your very own membership card and a personalized poem (it may be an old one with your name taped to it). I will also send you the meaning of life, typed very neatly* (*May not actually end up being the meaning of life). What's with me and poetry: rejection, rejection, rejection. I think I may just start writing about cats for greeting card companies.