Land Of Papyrus And Ink

Laughter-tickled words

Roll off the sheet

In the freedom

Of the open covers.



No harsh enclosures

To suffocate expression

Cage thought.

Boot-stomping, song-singing

Riotous freedom!

So here's to the land

Of papyrus and ink -

And sun-sprinkled cadence.

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