I've lost the lead out of my pencil
The mechanism got all messed up
I can't do any of my poems
It's really sad and bad luck
A fewyears has passed me by
I have found a new pencil, oh my
Now, I can start again
There will be new poems from me
Until I lose the lead out of my pencil again.
Lol. Still using a pencil. I bet you still use a stencil To make the p in poet Pops up in not quiet Nice lively poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
loss and found is the real game of life..fine