My letter;
Dear Taylovesthebeatles,
I don't really know how to tell you this, but You're a leprechaun. I think I realized it that night you picked your nose at the mental hospital, and I saw you castrate your ‘My Little Pony’ collection. I'm sure you're senile enough to understand That I get turned on only by garbage men. I'm returning our matching snoopy underwear to you, but I'll keep the results of that blood-sample as a memory. You should also know that I told my psychiatrist about the bruises and you should get that embarrassing rash checked.
Signed,
KaciBlakely
Okay so I'm going to try really hard to do this right. Tell me how I do Tay, okay? Hah, I rhymed!
I think I did it correctly. So what do you think?