The pen has lost its cap.
The pen rests surely in all hands.
The pen that could have wrote the Bible.
The pen that writes in red.
The pen that bends easily to a will.
The pen waits ready in a pocket.
The pen has always had a broken grip.
The pen survived so many years.
The pen was always a simple tool.
The Pen, meter exercise
April 28, 2008 by gmillz
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