DEAR COLLEGE-RULED FILLER PAPER
I like you!
You don’t complain…
I can write ‘garrulous’
or ‘mycoplasma’
& you just lie there –
or rhyme ‘June’ & ‘moon,’
or scribble awful stuff,
and to you
it’s just another
ho-hum day.
Hey! It’s time someone
sung your praises,
3-Hole,
& those of your black partner,
ink.