butters
High on a Hill
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week 1, poem 2
undercover agents
when I checked out his pen
it seemed out of ink
so i started to twist
screwing its barrel
he took it from me
warned me it might expel
spill unexpectedly
said he didn't want stains
on the shag pile
no, really, he said
don't shake it that way
it'll squirt up the walls
let everone know we were spies
suck it and see
see if it will leak
invisible ink
we can write with
trust me
he said
my word is my bond
undercover agents
when I checked out his pen
it seemed out of ink
so i started to twist
screwing its barrel
he took it from me
warned me it might expel
spill unexpectedly
said he didn't want stains
on the shag pile
no, really, he said
don't shake it that way
it'll squirt up the walls
let everone know we were spies
suck it and see
see if it will leak
invisible ink
we can write with
trust me
he said
my word is my bond