The Pen It Hates Me Poem by Dante' Camerlengo
The Pen It Hates Me
caught me cheating,
having an affair
with the laptop.
I wrung her out,
drew her a bath
and dipped her nib
in the Windex.
I gave her time
by herself for a few days
then showed up with a bottle
of the most expensive
ink I could find,
but she don't forget so easily.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
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