Dear Madam (or Sir) —

The shortest way to be happy
is to build some long-awaited pseudo physician
his sea lovage a sleeping carriage of world weariness,
his three and a quarter inch Ta Ching four way bending cockatrice
a loose cannon whose curls go off and become new window decorations
whose power is strong enough to cause a gulleting, deck piercing fire
the frost colored smoke a sun-bright modern looking
vaguely menacing fipple flute food package of enormous proportions.

Dear Madam (or Sir)

it is our humble pleasure to offer this happiness
in white, aurora, or tubercular yellow.

Dear Madam (or Sir)

We also sell Cialis… cheap!