At 6.22 yesterday morning I went out to collect my daily “Press”. Usually it’s delivered earlier than that, but sometimes it’s a little later on Wednesdays and Saturdays, presumably because the paper is bigger on those days.
As I stood at the front door looking for it there was a toot on a horn. I looked up and the “Press” driver tossed the paper right at my feet. How’s that for service!
“I do enjoy my daily paper
with this deliv’ry just the caper.”