Broken Pencil
Fresh from nowhere, it came, baggage in hand, All I could do was gape, just letting it stand, Though invited, yet so unwelcome, it would never understand, While every passing second was encroaching upon its land. It looked me in
Fresh from nowhere, it came, baggage in hand, All I could do was gape, just letting it stand, Though invited, yet so unwelcome, it would never understand, While every passing second was encroaching upon its land. It looked me in