I sit on a desk all day long
In a child's hand is where I belong
I can come in many colors
But I always have an eraser on my butt
My nose is pointy and gray
But my main color is yellow
Sometimes my nose gets very dull
But I stick my nose in the sharpener and make it pointy again
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
quite interesting poem and it is well written. Good..