My Pen My Paradise
?My Pen is the brain with which I think,
My Pen is the eyes with which I wink.
My pen is my wine, I need no other drink.
My pen is my life-jacket, I cannot sink.
My pen is my seed, I have a lot to sow,
My pen is my stream, it enjoy free flow.
My pen is my garden where flowers grow,
My pen is my Sunshine: a great glow.
My pen is my crown, I feel like a king,
My pen is my song, I can,t stop to sing.
My pen is my season; autumn, winter...spring,
My pen is my wind, I fly without wings.
My pen is my wheel, I go the extra mile
My pen is my weed, I am always agile.
My pen is my passion, it makes life worthwhile,
My pen is the lips with which I smile.?
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