Hello there. I have a little diddy that I wrote for you in this letter. It goes something like this, “The sun has come out, it’s tomorrow, bet you thought that Kimmy’d like this song too! I knew there’d be suuuuuun. The sun has come out, tomorrow, I love that we have some romp and play time! I love youuuuuuuu. When I think of a day, that’s gray and lonely, I just stick out my paw, and pant, and sayyyyyy, -aaaayyyyyyy, the sun’ll come out tomorrow, bet your last stick out there that tomorrow, they’ll be suuuuuun, it’s play time, it’s play time! Tomorrow, we’ll have play time! It’s only a waaaa-aaaaag, awayyyyyy!” What do you both think?
Did it sound like that song mama sings to us about tomorrow from some musical called, “Annie?” Do you know the song I am referring to dudes? I listen closely when mama is singing the songs because she’s always changing the lyrics up and I wanted to try that too. So, I did. How about that. I liked the opportunity to shift our letters from merely words to, ahem, lyrics. Maybe I should put my paws down from this keyboard and try my paw at song writing? I’ll check in with mama and daddy and see what they think. They’re more aficionados at this type of thing. I’ll check back in tomorrow. Haha, get it tomorrow? That’s what I was singing about!
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