Mimeograph, oh mimeograph
what sweet memories you bring  

The rapture of being chosen to turn
the crank, watch the drum spin,
turning backward print into purple miracle
poems, spelling sheets, times tables

The delight of warm sheets smelling of
grownups and secrets and wisdom
of being trusted to carry the paper
stack carefully from office to classroom  

Mimeograph, oh mimeograph
how I loved you