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Said the pen to the poet
long time you no around
so have a sit write some rhyme down
You been ridin the highways and byways
all those thoughts flashing out the window
What about the ones you left in thoght
out there at the lake
Not one did your thoght process save
not one talking zero
you know its only so much a pen can take
The night is semi chilly cold
come pick me up delve into the
layers of your soul
time for you to slow down write somethin down
Every year go through this ritual
with my pen
but as always good to be back with my
faithful pen again
