Just Me and My Dixon Ticonderoga

Some kids play soccer.
Some go out for a mocha.
I, however, chew my DIXON Ticonderoga.

I look out the window
and cringe in disgust.
They're fighting over a basketball and making a fuss.

I just nibble at my eraser.
Happy as can be

Well, I am kind of friendless.

And I’m often lonely.


Oh who am I kidding! This is the life, baby!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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January 6, 2013 at 7:39 AM
This is priceless Jacob. I had to look up DIXON Ticonderoga and laughed my head to kingdom come. It has been so much fun reading your poetry today. love, Kathy
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December 8, 2012 at 6:54 PM
WOW! Dixon pencil. That takes me back what a fun poem. My favorite were the animal shaped erasures. I enjoyed this poem of yours.
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