The scarlet "S" stamped on the back,
Gives me joy to see in the mail,
With curves and swirls of the dark black pen,
They tint the envelope pale.
I carefully open, so as not to disturb,
The squished little ruby of red,
With it's bubbles and drips of crimson,
I have so many times over-read.
With a ruby on the outside,
What could it contain?
Other precious gems,
Of quality the same?