The Sharp Pencil
The pencil was cheap looking, it had bite marks and black stripes. It was pointy. It’s saving grace was that it was sharp, very sharp. Sharp enough to poke someone's clothing and their skin. Pretend drumsticks have made it like a musical instrument. Teeth marks at the top from someone that was hungry has put their germs on the pencil. The bright red pencil is now destroyed and ugly. My trusty old instrument still works.
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