I take my pen
And I write.
I write a love letter,
But it didn't turn out right,
So I use the magic eraser
To permentally erase my writing.
I take my pencil,
And I draw.
I draw a picture of you and me,
But it wasn't how I pictured us,
So I use my magic eraser,
To permentally erase my drawing.
I take you,
And look at you.
I really look at you,
But you're not what I want,
So I use the magic eraser,
To permentally erase you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
only if you could magicly erase everything bad in the world.... that would be so nice. good job. Becca