PEN PAL By Mickey Ray - Pfleger The pen's nib tapped upon her tongue From her ink well, she began to write, Scalding innuendoes with searing words and bite. Lies, all foul and ugly, of her neighbors Whom she hated She posted each and every one Then merely sat and waited. They read her nasty letters Disregarding, all but one... The neighbor truly guilty of all she said he’d done. Instead of showing anger He presented her a gift New pen, ink and paper, to show he wasn’t miffed. The nib, again, touched to her tongue To thank her new friend, readily. She died before she finished it Her gift of ink was deadly.