Ode to college rule paper
Oh, college rule paper
How you’re blue lines
Stand absolutely still
Awaiting my attention.
You are my trusty
Ol’ pal
Our friendship growing the more I write.
When I stare at you,
Seeing the blank expression across your face
I smile,
You are so silent now
But when it comes down to pen meeting paper
You will end up being filled with words,
Becoming such a chatter box.
I may even go past the margin line!
Yes, yes, I know it’s against the rules
But for you I don’t care
Because I can empty my thoughts
Onto you with my small cramped handwriting
That will fit snuggly in your 1 centimeter lines.
I don’t much care for your brother
Wide rule.
He’s always making me feel alone,
Wasting so much space.
When I get a notebook, filled with 70 or more pages of you,
My heart quickens,
My mind races,
As I think of all the amazing adventures
I can write onto you
For the two of us, to share.