“Dear Evergreen”

Dear Evergreen, how thou last against the cold weather? Tree amongst the trees, I seest thou fur coat comest from the best pines. She could hear me intrigued as to her whereabouts and spoke, “It is the Sensor that marks the pheromones of these fine feathers.” She said no one has ruffled her feathers in a long time. She was very excited. Once she paid a $134 dollars to get it fixed. Spent her money on a cadillac converter. She said “honey my pine needles still needed $136. “I survived during snow storms, sometimes had to use that snow for water.” I made her a cup of hot tea, didn’t charge her a quarter.  She said the problem was a Sensor, she’d finally got it fixed. She’s been running like a champ she is ever since.
Poetic X