Poetess: as soon I talked about money,
I had runny nose and was sneezing.
Mom: I took Advil in advance.
Sister: I wasn't really listening what you were talking about.
Grandma: I went to sleep.
Poetess: and then I thought,
I finish this story, edit and send..
Grandma: to who?
Grandma's friend: to God.
Grandma: how can God read stories?
Aunt: will bring to the Church.
Grandma's friend: in 1930 we used pan and a paper to write,
Tnis why it calls writer.
Mom: now computers are every where,
You type one letter at the time.
Sister: she is a typer.
Poetess: I have to go..
