Pens

Pens

A Poem by Inkybro

These ladies are confusing,
Like the pens in my pocket...
They come and they go,
And eventually,
They lose their caps.
And usually,
They end up breaking,
Though I did nothing,
Not a damn thing
That could have cause that.

12/20/07

© 2008 Inkybro


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Inkybro
Inkybro

OKLAHOMA CITY, OK



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