Shirley Hawkins Poet Rhyme

A Blot On the Copybook

To Blot one's Copybook
A phrase that is now outdated
Then people used pen and ink to scribe
So words could be translated
In bygone days work was performed
With care and deliberation
To blot one's copybook
Was cause for consternation
It took your pride away
When you took a worried look

All you saw was the blot
That jumped out of the page
The longer you stared at it
The stronger your rage
You thought the page was ruined
And something pure had died
You had failed to notice
The perfection around the sides

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Charlie Smith March 9, 2020 at 11:41 AM Most don't know what n ink blotter is, good one Shirley... Shirley Hawkins March 9, 2020 at 9:07 PM Thank you Charlie We can tell how old we are by what we remember. Much simpler times ...