This speaks for itself. It's not intended to offend....lol.
To be or not to be. It's in the hardness of a pencil.
Whether tis nobler in mind,to suffer a broken point.
or use,biro with stencil.
Or to take alm,s against a sea of troubles,and grind shavings to the
to the floor,and by sharpening to much,
a pencil it be no more.
To die, to sleep, perchance to dream,oh faber castell,
by sleep we end.
For in that sleep,that graphite keeps,trapped in a tree once again.
Apologies Bill Shakespeare.