Dearest Vectis,

(SO glad it made there
with time to spare! Yippee!!!)

I don't care if you open it up,
I don't care if you shout it out
I don't care if you can't wait
Or, even if you hesitate!
What's yours is yours
Come through quite soon,
So soon, ya know, I just might swoon,
I cannot believe they made it so quick
It is a first for a cross-pond St. Nick!
So, suit yourself and make it Wight
Tomorrow, today, or in the night,
On Solstice or on Christmas Eve.
I just gotta know, do you believe
In wishes come true, dreams received?

I can tell you it's not from Kalamazoo,
But from right here at the Northpole-a-zoo
It might have a whisker or cat hairs attached
Look for all colours, I know they're not matched!
I am not some guru sitting in wisdom
Cross-legged, chanting, in a some lofty kingdom,
Just someone who giggled with joy in the giving
And, thanks you for playing and *virtually* living
Right here on the Mudcat, the folkie's home planet
Now...opening early won't hurt, well...cannit?**BG**

Your JOYFULL Santus Arcanus! (Hard to wait to see what ya think of it!)