The Teasing Splinter

Dear Splinter, go on teasing me, How sweet is a friend who likes pleasing me, I know you just want a smile on my face, I love your words, it's glace and grace, But how you'll see that I am pleased, How I enjoy when I am teased, We are pen friends never shake the hands, You fly on skies of the far southern lands, I am sitting on the shores of Arabian Sea, I wish we could share a cup of tea! Let us share words like two loving friends, Teasing is a color that nicely blends, Ocean that joins us has moving waves, Teasing fairies and the pleasing knaves, Friends can change the color of the sea, I can see your face in a cup of tea, Teasing and pleasing we can see on the clouds, Ugliness of time is covered in shrouds. Clouds that rise from the deep blue oceans, Are free to fly and carry such emotions. One more thing I named you a Splinter, We all are pages come out of a printer, I am chasing you, the lovely first page, Seventy years old I'm running like a sage, I love to chase it's a source of delight, As you remain throughout in my weak eye sight, When you turn your head and see me chasing, You look beautiful with your teasing so pleasing!