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.