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An ode I wrote in sixth grade.
Oh, a smallish, roundish, thing
With a squeaky eraser on the top
And a bit of lead at the bottom
With some kind of design in the middle
You do so much
This slippery, wooden being
Can write an essay
Or a simple note
A first draft
Or a whole book
With the soothing scratching sound.
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