Life Of A Pencil Poem by Khloe Chace
Life Of A Pencil
There was once a normal pencil.
But was it just an ordinary writing utensil?
As kids sharpened, wrote, sharpened, wrote,
Its life got shorter and shorter as it was used to write a careless passed note
The pencil had only an inch left and the sharpener swallowed it whole,
That was the end of Phil.
Friday, February 5, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: kids
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8/26/2026 6:02:24 AM # rel_20260825T124344Z_022792b
thts cute for u to b thinking that way..... u must b a really sweet girl