Quill

Oh ,my dear very beautiful goose quill, How do you come before my reading room?, You have come here by your wing or wind skill, Or little angel drops you from ballroom. Oh, my dear really fantastic goose quill, I can use you for alphabet writing, My notebook has shown the magic and thrill, And it surely makes my teacher smiling. Oh, my dear simply marvelous goose quill, I can keep you in book as a treasure, It is my everlasting childish will, And you are a sign of endless pleasure.