My Dear Friend

In this email era my dear friend Why this hand written letter Sorry to say my dear friend I couldn't read it clearly As I found a brook my dear friend Oozing beneath the first few lines I suppose, your tears, my dear friend Of what sorrow you wrote, I couldn't make out As the brook grew oh my dear friend To a river then to a huge ocean of brine I was unbearably soured my dear friend So to trash your wet letter helplessly That was too much my dear friend Sending a too dolorous letter.. Come happily in person my dear friend I shall help making out your tragedy-script