My Pencil, Eraser & Pen – Dr. Sonnet Mondal

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1875

There is always

A half broken pencil

In my right pocket

To pen poems

And an eraser on the left

To rub them off.

The manuscript is the

Tongue of my pen

Which just squiggles.

For the ones

spoken by my pencil

I will rub them off each time

As I don’t want to share

My genes.

Publishers, please be happy

With my scribbling.

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