Pencils Are Awesome
What's cool about this stick, you ask?
This paltry piece of wood?
It's smooth and hard and slender too,
It fits right in my hand
I store it always in my desk
It holds my secret plans,
It does all this so patiently
So I'll have time to think
It's so much different from a pen
It won't even hold ink
But that's not even all it does
For when my brain is blocked
It hovers o'er a blank, white sheet
And pours out all my thoughts.
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