Sitting gently on my thumb,

painted black as night.

Shining in the classroom glare,

the harsh fluorescent light.

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Even in this ugly place

with no beauty to be found

you manage to still be cute,

so hard and almost round.

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I like your surface, curved and smooth

and your nearly straight far end.

You match so well my other one,

painted blue on my right hand.

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I've never chewed or sucked you much,

even when I was little.

You've grown with me quite nicely,

to be hard and strong, not brittle.

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I promise to look after you,

and alaways treat you right,

as you sit gently on my thumb,

painted black as night.