O, pencils,
I cannot write without you,
I grip you oh so firmly,
As I write down things to do
Used on paper,
Or wood, or walls, or concrete.
I obviously need you,
So I can work on my worksheet.
When you break, I cry
When your eraser is out, I sigh
At least there are more pencils,
So I can write without stencils.
But if there is no more,
No more for me to write,
I go to my sadness corner,
And find another to my delight.
ιn ela, we нad тo wrιтe an ode тo ѕoмeтнιng, and ι cнoѕe pencιlѕ lol
-тαмαкι ѕυσн
