Dear L’il Beau Peeps,
It's been so long I gotta say Louise has lost her writin’ way. She’s takin’ a break with not even a 'please' and refuses to type my words for me. Truth is, I’m feelin’ a lot of dissatisfaction at Louise’s lack of Sunday action And though she says, I'll be back soon it kinda feels like she's gone to the moon. Sigh. What’s a little ole’ Beau gonna do when his scribe goes missin’ out of the blue? She says it’s just a summertime thing Come September she’ll be back in the swing. ‘Til then my peeps this is all we can do to get through this time of her hooman doodoo 'cause my paws are too big to type it myself I just have to wait for her to get over herself. So ‘til September though my angst may grow This I hope you always know I miss you all so very much I'm so grateful you always stay in touch So keep remindin' Louise of her obligation to scribe my words even when on vacation. 'Cause typin’ here is never a chore 'cause you my Beau peeps, I adore.
Sundays with Beaumont 
It is hard at times but Louise is doing the best she is able to do right at this time, hopefully in time that will change and she will back to writing again
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My dear Beaumont,
I hear your lament, I feel your pain.
Do not fear for you are not alone.
I too miss your scribe’s words.
One month of Sundays.
Just enough to feel the loss.
Cheer up, a wee break it is.
Even scribes a break they need.
Time you may take to bask
And relax In the sun’s warmth.
September will come, mind afresh.
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