Ode To A Black Pen

my Black Pen is like my Princess

the way they run about



and when i need them both the most

is when they both run out

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Comments (3)

this is amazing how your poem takes you from pens to girls and it all actaully makes sense. grr i hate it when my pens run out. :) you're not alone with that at least.
I love this. The form is fun and informal but the subject is actually quite sad. It disarmed me.
was your pen a Dorothy Parker hey hey