A Pencil
A pencil
You write with it
You scribble with it
You chew on it...
Sometimes
You try not to but when you are nervous it is always there
It's your trusty pal
For writing to a pencil pal
You break it out of anger
Then tape it out of sorrow
When it gets dull
You sharpen it
Until all you have left is a stump
A stump of what it used to be
A pencil
You go to find a new one now
What do you find?
A pencil made out of plastic?
That never runs out?
No thanks
I think I will stick with my pal
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Point the Pack Ahead
Why do you have to be the president,
A General,
A King,
Or a Queen?
Why can't you be someone who can point the pack ahead without a title?
You're vital
The pack needs you
Just make sure you don't fall behind
You're with the pack till the end of time
Until you get,
to the end of the line.
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