I loved this pen;
For it was my first pen.
Made a simple mistake,
But I couldn't erase.
I had a second pen.
I loved this pen too.
But half way through;
It broke in two.
I had another pen.
Perfect that pen was.
I had given it away;
For I can never use that pen.
Then she asked,
If I would ever get
another pen...
I said.