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Letterbox clatters
Mail falls to the floor
Footsteps race loudly
To collect it from the door

Faces look so happy
Excitement in their eyes
What could have landed
It's all a great surprise

No matter the occasion
What ever is the day
Everyone is galvanized
It's always been that way

Everyone, except for me
The writer here, Mr Three
Even if I'm the addressee
There's no interest or energy
For now can we all agree
The post is not my cup of tea

Envelopes torn apart
What lies inside
Is it a bill or a statement
Or something else besides

Could it be a party invite
A piece of genealogy
A little fact or snippet
To help build the family tree

Have we won a competition
Go on, what is our prize
There's no containing them now
Listen to their cries

Everyone, except for me
But then you know that already
This is the way I'll always be
I tell you all now, honestly
And before you all I do decree
The post is not my cup of tea