Dear Pen
Dear Pen
I learnt you are the oldest
of creations, and you’re modest.
You’re the muse of the wisest student:
you inspire him, make him prudent.
Here I come with my mendicant hand
to caress your multipurpose stand
so you can transmit into my blood
diverse knowledge, in abundant flood.
Accept my proposal, grant my wish
lest I squander time or lavish English.
Your relation is what I most desire
and your company, what I admire
since I do not know where and when
I am destined to drop you, dear Pen.
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