Words have power but have you forgotten
That power comes with a price?
You did not consider (that) as you wrought in
Trouble; with a pen, be wise.
You ruined us with that darned stylus,
T'was a damaging device.
Never again try to reconcile us
And listen to this advice:
You're intentions were pure but your heart leaked.
Lose this loophole called the pen.
If it is possible, don't ever speak
With the written word again.
Cut off contact, burn the stationary
Spill ink on the floor like blood!
The rules were reread, revise, be wary
Before someone cries a flood.
History before was moved by writers
But sometimes the righteous lose.
They've rallied revolutionary fighters,
It matters, the side you choose.
Words have power. What on earth have you done?
Thanks to you, we pay the price.
The pen's a dangerous tool, you wretched fool.
Will apologies suffice?