I used to like your letters page with letters not too long,

Unlike today's epistles, which go on and on and on.

No snappy little comments, no poem to cheer us on our way,

It's all such heavy going now, I no longer give it time of day.

But I've no time for epistles - I have far too much to do.

I'd enjoy a poem now and then, like in the days gone by.

But that has sadly disappeared, like my mum's apple pie.

I can't believe how much you've changed the letters page of old.

Go on, The Argus, hurry up and give us all a treat.

-Diane Jones, Oakdene Gardens, Brighton