A Favour Sweetheart

I am aware that this is asking a bit too much. Perhaps it is just little me, so out-of-line that I am past all shame now, no embarrassment can get to me only priorities, so look at this with a small dab of vegemite, not peanut butter or jam from Shepherd's files. In actuality I wondered could you, that should be would you, kindly send by Federal Express your pillow, the one in case you do peruse a multiple of those, the one that has the privilege to be as close to you and yours (by which I mean the parts that make the sum of what can best be said to represent the SNUGGELIES,) there are no other wishes at this time, my love. And please don't hesitate, I am the ailing owner of a script for pheromones. They say it is essential.