My pen is shiny as a diamond, and is as long and thin and as a crayon.
It is as sharp as a sharpened pencil, and is as red as a pretty satin rose.
Inside this magnificent tool it's ink-dometre is running out.
10 centermetres of ink is left.
This pen can write whatever you please.
Words of sorrow and grief, and words of cheer and joyfullness.
My pen is very useful in many many ways.
Thats why my pen is important.