Dear Linley

You’re right.  I am courting your affections (along with the other 50,000 voters in Wellington Central).  I am glad you’ve taken notice of my ardour.  It is genuine.  What more must I do to persuade you (and 50,000 others) to listen to my poetry? 

All I ask is a vote (or two) on Election Day.  I won’t go away, like all the others.  I’ll be here, working for you (and the 50,000 others).  I promise to stop pursuing you (and 50,000 others) after the Election. Until then….

Yours earnestly

Stephen

PS I’m pacifying Catharine, but she need not know how you vote.