Scribbles

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A single slip of paper

Untarnished, purely white

A stubby, yellow pencil

My tools with which I write

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Here all my vague ideas

Begin to make designs

And unconnected phrases

Weave themselves to rhymes

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Here I find my pleasure

Here I find disgust

I write when I am able

Erasing when I must

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A single slip of paper

With scribbles across its face

A stubby, yellow pencil

That I really should replace.