My anything for a Pen !

I find myself at a loss for such a simple thing. I swear, I promise you it was just right here. I didn't need it when I saw it, but now it has disappeared. I would give anything for a pen that would be there when I need it and gone when I am through. Ah! Here it is!

No Ink. Strike two! Now what am I supposed to do. With no Ink the pen is useless. With no ink it won't write the words I wish to remember. Why oh why does this seem to happen. When you don't need a simple thing it's all around the room, but should you need this simple thing in hiding it has gone to.

Hurray another pen with ink in abundance, but alas, now strike three, no paper which to write on. Oh well, the info I've forgotten