Oh My Darling, My American Hamburger

2007 This reminds me of the spam letters that I naively opened when first online.

Oh my darling angel face american hamburger. I want to cook you and put my bun of love around you. slather you with mayonnaise, mustard, ketchup, relish and honey until you are all moist and tender. I will then put on zee pickle onion tomato and lettuce and you will be a delectable morsel for me to enjoy when I am out in this lonely South African town. Of course as you think of me please send me all the contents of your bank account and forget the fact that my name is Mell and I am in some run down apartment building in New York City. Looking like Louie DePalma, smoking a cigar, pizza boxes everywhere. I really decreipt bedspread and really dark furniture from my Aunt Mildred.

I will make you think that you an ordinary american woman will be able to catch the heart soul and imagination of some foreign doctor or dignitary. Who will whisk you away to a life you have only read about in Harlequine novels. Yekkkk.  I will wine and dine you but only in your imagination for the life you were groomed for. Not that 9 to 5 office job in a building with gray walls but on some exotic white sand beach. You, not a whale in a bikini but a hot tanned hardbody laying back sipping an umbrella drink while the waiter hovers, and your dark haired lover boy makes million dollar deals over his computer.

You are the one I have looked for my whole life. Pure as driven snow beautimous angel of light. shining for all to see. Your a shining star no matter where you are a shining star yeahhh. Hey that's part of a song sorry got carried away.  You are the savior of my life it had no meaning all that wheeling and dealing before I saw your pic on my space. you lovely luscious fig newton of my imagination,

Okay I will stop just had to do it. lol