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ODE TO BLUE INK

A BLUE PEN IS WHERE IT IS AT. THE LETTERS CAN NEVER FALL FLAT. A BALL WILL ROLL WITH THE GREATEST OF EASE ALL THE WHILE YOU HASTILY SEARCH FOR YOU KEYS. BLUE INK IS THE "CAT'S MEOW". DON'T ASK ME WHY OR HOW. I JUST PREFER IT TO BLACK OVER AND OVER AGAIN BECAUSE IT FLOWS SO PRISTINELY FROM MY LEFT HAND. IF I HAD AN OBJECTION TO CAST MY AFFECTION. THE INK IS ALWAYS A STAIN LEAVING CLUES TO WHERE MY HANDS HAVE BANE. SO IF THERE'S A CHOICE ON ANY INVOICE. WRITE IN BLUE INK BECAUSE BLACK IS FLAT AND THE MISSING LINK. JAMIE R. ROGERS

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