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Got your letter in the mail today–glad to hear you’re doing well.
(Your moving off to Hollywood is putting me through hell.)
So you got a job at Wal-Mart.  At least you won’t go broke.
(I hope your big star dreams don’t turn out to be a joke.)

 I saw your folks at church last Sunday–talked to them awhile.
(They miss you but our talk of you brought both of them a smile.)
Miss Johnson at the post office said for me to tell you hi.
(I could tell she was thinking your dreams would never fly.)

Yes, of course, I take old Buster for a long walk every night.
(He won’t eat.  That old dog misses you–won’t let me out of sight.)
Your cat’s O.K.  He sleeps a lot and doesn’t make much mess.
(The dog and I miss you a lot.  Old Tom–he couldn’t care less.)

Stay up on your auditions out there–show them what you’ve got.
(I know you think you’re talented but just maybe, Hon, you’re not.)
Break a leg.  Get that contract.  Record a new hit song.
(No! Dang it!  I don’t mean that.  Come back where you belong.)