Oh, Those E-mails!

Excellence Award in the 'Top Secret 2016' competition

They keep sending me these e-mails,
Simply reams and reams,
Just like a black print wallpaper
That hangs up in my dreams.

From my friend in glorious Frinton
All about her husband's shed,
What she bought at tesco's
And what time she went to bed.

Couldn't we return to simpler days
When a postcard was just right,
Wish you were here said everything,
Just one line in black and white!