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A simple poem about a pen that could write on its own |
| Once upon a time long ago There was a pen that could write on its own It decided to have some fun And help a boy who was considered ‘dumb’ The boy sat in his class, tears fighting, He looked around at other children writing. Then to his surprise the pen in his hand Started to write a story grand He read with interest the words appearing How his heart was cheering! Then the pen stopped but the boy wrote on It was like his ‘dumbness’ had suddenly gone Now he was engrossed in writing his story A tale of bravery and glory How had he never done this before? It was like the special pen had unlocked a door. Before the class his story he read. The teacher amazed, scratching his head Said: I didn’t know you were so clever This the best story ever! The boy was so happy he didn’t know what to do He looked at his pen and whispered thank you. |