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Blank piece of lined paper

Either try to decipher my handwriting or wait until I get less lazy and publish it.

I felt like I needed to put the picture of the poem so it's on paper to make the poem all the funnier but here.

I left my poem notebook at home.
I don't have it on me.
I'm writing this on a blank piece of lined paper.

I could be drawing,
I could be reading,
I could be passing notes.
But instead I'm writing a poem
About writing a poem
On a blank piece of lined paper.

I only have this one piece of paper.
My backpack's out of reach.
And there's no point in asking the teacher for some.
Yet I'm wasting it on writing a poem
About writing a poem
On a blank piece of lined paper.

I just finished a writing test,
And I sure did write a lot.
Yet I'm still writing
A useless poem
About writing a poem
On a blank piece of lined paper.

Except, it's not blank anymore.
How did that happen?

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