I went to the door today and the postman delivered
a partridge in a pear tree. What a delightful gift. I couldn't have been
more surprised. With dearest love and affection,
Today the postman brought your very sweet gift. Just
imagine, two turtle doves.... I'm just delighted at your very thoughtful
gift. They are just adorable.
All my love, Agnes
Oh, aren't you the extravagant one! Now I must protest.
I don't deserve such generosity. Three French hens. They are just darling
but I must insist...you're just too kind.
Today the postman delivered four calling birds. Now
really! They are beautiful, but don't you think enough is enough? You're
being too romantic.
What a surprise! Today the postman delivered five
golden rings. One for each finger. You're just impossible, but I love it.
Frankly, John, all those squawking birds were beginning to get on my nerves.
All my love, Agnes
When I opened the door there were actually six geese
a-laying on my front steps. So you're back to the birds again, huh? Those
geese are huge. Where will I ever keep them? The neighbors are complaining
and I can't sleep through the racket.
What's with you and those darn birds????
Seven swans a-swimming. What kind of @#% joke is this?
There's bird crap all over the house and they never stop the racket. I'm
a nervous wreck and I can't sleep all night. IT'S NOT FUNNY....... So stop
with those f$&*#@% birds.
I think I prefer the birds. What am I going
to do with eight maids a-milking? It's not enough with all those birds
and eight maids a-milking, but they had to bring their own cows. There
is manure all over the lawn and I can't move into my own house. Just lay
off me. SMART ASS.
What are you? Some kind of sadist? Now there's nine
pipers playing. And boy - do they play. They never stopped chasing those
maids since they got here yesterday morning. The cows are upset are stepping
all over those screeching birds. No wonder they screech. What am I going
The neighbors have started a petition to evict me.
You'll get yours.
You Rotten SOB:
Now there's ten ladies dancing - I don't know why
I call those sluts ladies. They've been with those nine pipers all night
long. Now the cows can't sleep and they've got diarrhea. My living room
river of crap. The commissioner of buildings has subpoenaed
me to give cause why the building shouldn't be condemned. I'm sicking the
police on you.
One who means it,
What's with the eleven lords a-leaping on those maids
and aforementioned "ladies"? Some of those broads will never walk again.
Those pipers ran through the maids and have been illegal acts with the
cows. All 234 of the birds are dead. They have been trampled to death in
the orgy. I hope you're satisfied, you rotten swine.
Your sworn enemy,
Miss Agnes McCallister
From the law offices Taeker, Spredar, and Baegar
This is to acknowledge your latest gift of tweleve
fiddlers fiddling, which you have seen fit to inflict on our client, Miss
Agnes McCallister. The destruction, of course, was total. All correspondence
should come to our attention. If you should attempt
to reach Miss McCallister at Happy Dale Sanitarium, the attendants have
instructions to shoot you on sight.
With this letter, please find attached a warrant for