Fountain Pen Poem by Lauren Coles

Fountain Pen

Fountain pen
I'm glad that I wasn't born in the mid evil era,
People had to live on boats,
A idea would come to them and when the boat would shift the ink would spill,
In plays today fountain pens are used but on a regular basis,
People would have put glue on their mistakes and now you can hit the delete button,
Writing is a much easier process than writing back in the day.

Saturday, November 9, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: evil,people
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