In invisible ink...with this poem attached
In REAL ink:
I'm sending a message
In Magical ink !
Right now you can't see it,
So let's give it a think!
If you were an Eskimo,
And your home was of ice...
Then you could read it,
Maybe once, maybe twice!
There's a picture to color,
But I know you can't tell,
Too bad...so sad...
It's really quite swell!
There's a clue in this letter,
This letter you hold,
You can't read it in summer,
You'll have to wait till it's cold!
Grandma loves you!
I tried writing on paper, ironing it to
Make it disappear and then putting
It in the freezer. Works great.
The ink comes right back.
Linda
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