Writing 101: To Whom It May Concern

 

Dear Slayer of the Jabberwock,

Come be my beamish boy and slay all my fruit-less words. These fantastical monsters haunt my mirrors with their backward images. Their message I misunderstand. But, not the fact they must be cut down. So, pray, dear boy, take up your blade to snicker-snack and slash away!

Callooh! Callay!

Penny