Dear my brand-new bed
Today, my brand-new bed was delivered. My old bed was so uncomfortable. Such was my hate for it, that I destroyed it in the garden this morning. I chopped it up into small pieces and burned it in a blazing bonfire. It is now the evening, and I am lying in my new bed. Regret has filled me. This bed is even worse than the previous one. I really wish that I hadn’t destroyed it now.