Dear Mr. Marxley, it's so nice to write you again.

That said, I must question your recent choices

I can't believe you went a dancing in the rain

What made you listen to the syren voices?

Dear Mr. Marxley, what do you think your children will do,

With their father dancing in the deluge?

How will Misses Marxley manage to get through,

Whith her husband swinging from the chimney flue?

Dear Mr. Marxley I sincerely hope you come to your senses

Stop trying to catch and possibly eat frogs

Dear Mr. Marxley I've found your two centses

Forever and fornever yours November Fog