Afraid of the red pen
The marks on the paper
It's silly I'm fearing
That tiny red saber
Afraid of the red pen
I turned in my homework
The ink will be catching
In scarlet my prized murk
Afraid of the red pen
So I won't even look
Guess I can't take criticism
I've ditched my notebook
Afraid of the red pen
But pick up I must
The essay by my bed
Corrections in dust
Afraid of the red pen
But all that it said
was "Good work" and "Revise"
Those not-so-wicked marks of red
The marks on the paper
It's silly I'm fearing
That tiny red saber
Afraid of the red pen
I turned in my homework
The ink will be catching
In scarlet my prized murk
Afraid of the red pen
So I won't even look
Guess I can't take criticism
I've ditched my notebook
Afraid of the red pen
But pick up I must
The essay by my bed
Corrections in dust
Afraid of the red pen
But all that it said
was "Good work" and "Revise"
Those not-so-wicked marks of red




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