I opened the door to my mailbox and...

Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before;
But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token,
And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, “Tobacco?”
This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the words, “No Tobacco!”—
Merely this and now I'll go.