The Parker Pen

Take the Parker pen
From the dusty den.
Sit at the table,
Write the best you're able.

Of course the critics say
A poet not is he
Who writes a random nay
'Mongst the moments of his glee.

The master of the word
Is now, at this time, stirred.
His pen is might'ly gird,
His sight no longer blurred.

With his Parker pen
Words will henceforth flow:
To show now and then
There's still much life to go.