The magic pen

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When I slept on my bed, I dreamed,

Of a golden pen, splendid.

And when I started scribbling with it,

It looked godly vivid.

It started writing on its own,

And finished all homework.

And when I showed it to my miss,

She simply had no words.

"Oh! Wenda how good your work is, this must be shown to the headmistress,

She will be mad and would surely say - "This work's got to be the best!"

And she will say that you should be put in the freshman's year,

And you will be so shocked to see the seniors all with care.

And then you will, to your heart's content, work with them all the time,

Till you're bored of learning how to divide and multiply.

But don't think these are easy topics as they'll eat your mind ,

So better start working on every question you may find."

And then I realised that this pen is having some powers,

And 'd take me to the freshman's year which is so full of nerds.

I want to go, Oh! I protest but no one's going to hear,

Oh! Why am I so scared because it's only a nightmare.

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