Pencil jumped out of my right hand and gave my left fingers a tiny tap
Three new ideas came to me in a quick snap; I needed pencil back.
Pencil refused to take direction, gave my cheek a tiny slap.
It was my fault for personalizing him and naming him Mack.
Mack wrote for an hour and ten minutes, never taking a break.
I noted it was all about himself, and most of it was fake.
Serves me right for giving him free rein.
Having an arrogant pencil is a bit of a pain.
My gardener says: 'flowers fade away,
Ones found yesterday, are not seen today'.
Tentativeness and simple temperance
Add true beauty to perfect permanence.
My father, mother, brother, sister gone
Will destiny leave me live long alone?
Completion of duty, a virtue, sure
Attaining perfection, yet, not obscure.
Meditation on death is essential
Makes our life, in truth, very substantial.
Persons, events that taught me - before me
personalizing, passing, are on me.
How long could I cry over my spilt milk -
Proprietor - dairy bubbling with milk...
Leave mind and heart free. Take up any task.
Tell Master anytime accounts to ask.
Perhaps Peter Piper did not pick a peck of pickled peppers,
Perchance Peter purloined them.
Peter's pretext for pickled peppers puts people at ease,
Pickpocket's ploy personified.
Personalizing praise for Peter's pesky presumption,
People put Peter's penchant for peppers praiseworthy.
Perhaps, Peter pretended to pick the peck of pickled peppers,
People should portend where Peter put the peck he picked.
Peter passed plenty of peppers to people,
Personifying Peter and his peck.
Prided peppers purloined or in a pepper peck,
Peter put in his pants pockets.