by Unknown
May 2013 353 Views 1 comments
Who am I (the pen)
I read your mind quick as you can blink
I will do the writing all you need to do is think
Put me on a piece of paper I will deliver the ink
I come in many colors from midnight blue to pink
You words can come and go , thoughts you can forget
My words can last a more than a lifetime, stuck on paper they sit
Until they meet the scissors or a flame that's lit
I'm always close waiting to begin
I just need a writer like the writer needs me the pen
I will do the writing all you need to do is think
Put me on a piece of paper I will deliver the ink
I come in many colors from midnight blue to pink
You words can come and go , thoughts you can forget
My words can last a more than a lifetime, stuck on paper they sit
Until they meet the scissors or a flame that's lit
I'm always close waiting to begin
I just need a writer like the writer needs me the pen
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Posted: May 2013
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