Three Of My Pens Stopped Working Today By Gio Masserati Poem by Gio Masserati
Three Of My Pens Stopped Working Today By Gio Masserati
Three of my pens stopped working today and so I got another...
it died. it died. it died. she died. I cried.
I have but one lone pen tonight
to write some eulogies and show the significance of my friend, sweet Dorothy. To symbolize before I knew that Dorothy had died too...three of my pens died today but all I bear real feeling for is my lovely friend Miss Dorothy
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