oh pencil how I love you
how would I live without you
I would fail all of my classes
I wouldn't be able to write poems
or letters to my friends
without you
oh how much you mean to me
I will pick the finest pencil sharpener
to sharpen you in
your shavings will be cherished
and when you are to small
to write with
well I will just have to replace you
as sad as it will be
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