Lady Elshava:
Good Lady, I languish without thee. SIGH! <---(PROOF that this is true!)
I pine away; chocolate doth not console me, not even that pound that I just
finished! Next I shall be forced to turn to drink!
(a glass of water before bed should be agreeable, I think).
I swear that I shall shower you with chocolate when next we meet!
SHHHHH! don't tell thy Lord!
Michael
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From: Mikestrel@aol.com
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Received on Sat Jun 10 10:33:09 1995
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