Mail Call
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Mail Call
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I need fresh flowers each morning
To make me a bouquet.
The note you sent a week ago,
The words have blown away.
I need a smile to feed me,
I need a thot to wear,
The faint perfume of happiness
With every breath of air.
The note you sent a week ago,
The words have worn away.
No letter came this morning
Sharp with the breath of May,
Where your heart walked today.
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Who performs "Mail Call"?
Malvina Reynolds performs "Mail Call", and this lyric page sits inside the Malvina Reynolds catalog on LyroVerse.
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Yes. The related section below points to I've Got a Song and A Short History of Warfare with a short reason for opening each page next.
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