Pencil
Pencil
It started with pencil
The many ideas swarmed in my head
Some astrayed and
Some to hand
With my pencil and a key
I wrote
Not knowing what to be
I spoke
Just scribble at first
But knowing
It wouldn't be worst
This not for showing
So I concentrated
More and more
A word came up
One not seen before
Tracarrius
I then quickly balled up the
paper and grabbed one a new
Tracarrius
It started with Tracarrius
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