Penchant Poetry !
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Pens and Pencils
are my penpals
With a penchant for poetry
I see yellow in Aspen fall
Some days starts with a suspense
And I know not what would dispense
On days when my mood is pensive
It floods my mind and sharpens
When my enthusiasm dampens
It’s a friend to depend
Its not for the penny or the pence
It’s an outlet that deepens
Sometimes mistakes do happen
From a slip of the pen
This door remains open
Beyond penalty or penance
Pens and Pencils
are my penpals
With a penchant for poetry
I see yellow in Aspen fall
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