OH PEN! OH POEM!

          OH PEN! OH POEM!
Oh Pen! oh Poem! if i don't write thee with joy and Rhymes
 That sweetens the heart of man like honey
And make thee fame than flame...
 who would have care to drop a glance?
Who would have recite thee?

Oh Pen! Oh Poem!
 You with thy amazing nature
 Often clear in another version, for a person.
You twist a simple interest, to reduce fast ends..
  Creating another window for thyself to breath..
And seat, watching the dice unveil the meaning you altar.
 At last, Eureka! and smiles to those who finds where you sleep.