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This is an Instrument a Verser must have Without it, we cannot Write with Love. This Tool, yet so small Does so many for All. Ink-Filled Skinney, With a ball-soaked head. Passing-out stains of Blue Blood And creating Words which Read. People throughout Literacy Seek for this Sword. To furnish their own Feelings And Bsuiness in the Ring. It all started, With a large, downey feather From the Swan's sacrifice, Dipping the tip with sticky paint, And scribbling onto leather. Paper, in progression, was its Factor Then came the Fountain - Civil Man's writing major. This Pen does well And so does much. Ink goes up, Goes down, Though still plans to Blot. However it may be, How the Ball-Point was born. "This is way Better!" People would say And now - the New Century - is still Used today. And because of it, Production was born In Business, Literary and most Of all - Journalism Was so Progressive. And so this ends, This Tale of the Happy Ballpen. Of Friend's in-take, Which is needed much in the Open.
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Mar 21, 2013
Mar 21, 2013 at 12:45 PM UTC
THE BALLPOINT PEN
This is an Instrument a Verser must have Without it, we cannot Write with Love. This Tool, yet so small Does so many for All. Ink-Filled Skinney, With a ball-soaked head. Passing-out stains of Blue Blood And creating Words which Read. People throughout Literacy Seek for this Sword. To furnish their own Feelings And Bsuiness in the Ring. It all started, With a large, downey feather From the Swan's sacrifice, Dipping the tip with sticky paint, And scribbling onto leather. Paper, in progression, was its Factor Then came the Fountain - Civil Man's writing major. This Pen does well And so does much. Ink goes up, Goes down, Though still plans to Blot. However it may be, How the Ball-Point was born. "This is way Better!" People would say And now - the New Century - is still Used today. And because of it, Production was born In Business, Literary and most Of all - Journalism Was so Progressive. And so this ends, This Tale of the Happy Ballpen. Of Friend's in-take, Which is needed much in the Open.
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Mar 21, 2013
Mar 21, 2013 at 12:45 PM UTC
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