[Soaring Feather]

Besides all of the wailing and other noise, there would be the diplomatic look that kills.
Yes!

[Soaring Feather]

Afternoon, sweets, how goes it today?

[NY Attitude]

In the morning when I arise,
I cannot seem to focus my eyes,
mind being bombarded with all the news hype,
trying to listen and concentrate while I type,
after the message is sent and gone,
then to my horror I do realize what I have done,
too late for a message recall,
for that, I must take the fall,
because spell check is my friend,
and will be so until I mend,
the eyes, brain and fingers together,
to sit down and compose an error-free letter.