Statesboro, GA, USA
Something a little light hearted. :-)
O Pen, O pen, when you're in my hand
You dry up like the desert sand
and gouge my paper like a farmer's field
You're a "paper mate" I cannot wield.
Other times, you spit and sputter
dripping ink like melted butter
Or you self-destruct like a Jenga tower
I can't even grasp you for an HOUR!
O Pen, O Pen, what shall I do?
I'm gonna swap you for a good ol' "Number Two".
Don't argue what I should do instead
Cause I'm sure that "Lead" is better than "Dead"!