My name,

every Christmas appears -

the same

I've had for 30 years

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I affix a return label

so postal workers, and you, are able

to see my name and how it's spelled

and year after year I am compelled

to write my name bigger and bolder,

instead, I let my anger smolder

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People don't like it when you spell their name wrong

and mine is only two syllables long

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I'll take a deep breath, and slowly exhale

next time I send you a card in the mail

in hopes that you will finally see

your carelessness has insulted me