Oh, dear company, hear my
Oh, dear company, hear my plea,
Your hat's a gem, but let me be free.
One star alas, for this review I scribe,
For relentless emails, I cannot abide.
The stitches, the fabric, a hat divine,
But inbox woes turn raves to whine.
Unceasing, they come, day and night,
In every folder, an unending blight.
So here I stand, a hat so great,
But inundated, my inbox's state.
Your product's grace, a joy to wear,
Yet flooded emails, a burden to bear.