In the hush of a frosty January dawn,
Where the whispers of winter are drawn,
A pen clad in silver satin
Spun tales that were fit to gladden,
With words that sparkled like the morn.
It penned a dance of snowflakes fair,
Each a star in the chilly air,
With a twirl, quite unplanned,
They formed a band,
Playing icicles like a snare!
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Every pen comes with black ink installed and an extra refill cartridge.
Made in the USA of imported parts
