In a dark forest of many pencils and paper,
deadly mistakes appeared everywhere.
I was longing for an eraser.
An eraser to clean those dirty mistakes.
I found one!
Dirty ugly mistakes,
ugly as muddy boots.
Gone.
Eraser, not clean
but helps clean mistakes,
taking them away.
Like magic,
erasers turn time back
as quick as a time machine,
to replace writing from the past.
Leaving paper as clean as a new car,
just to make itself dirty.
Erasers are the unveiled superhero
that save the day when they’re needed.
If only they were always there to destroy dirty mistakes.