She's like a notebook...

I left her and moved everything to my new pad

I usually get lectured when I take her out

I filled her with lead

I keep tabs on her

I filled her with all kinds of crazy ideas

I like to pull the sheets off of her

She is bound for college

She had class written all over her.

I impressed her with my writing

She has little margin for error

My thoughts are with her

she's been sentenced to death

was pretty full after just three courses

She can be a bit sketchy

For her, college ruled

When she opened up, I saw there was some Chemistry

was bound to turn over a new leaf

ran out on me in the middle of my story

she was ruled by her publisher

I had to turn her in

It took three rings to shut her up

she's in a downward spiral

most of her material is recycled.

With her, you have to read between the lines

She was in a bind

she's divided inside

she captured my imagination

I pencilled her in

got punched and went into a spiral

retired after one term

We didn't marry, but I dated her for years

I have to spell everything out for her

I used to spread her open and lay her on my desk.

I found a few holes in her story

She's got a line for everything.

She's remained stationary for a long time

She wears the same torn jacket everyday

I took a page out of her book

she takes my words literally

Covered in ink

She was passed out at the meeting

had a flexible spine

I made a mistake and I ripped into her

She's open for suggestions

If I Trapper... I can Keeper

I have a few choice words for her.

I really prefer her when she's loose

she has a certain class all her own

I stuffed her in my locker all through high school

she took my word for it

the last time I took her out was in college

I'm saving her for that special assignment

she's going to need some reinforcement.

has great composition

always good for a line

It's all very subjective with her

I tore her up!

She's faded since high school

the digital age has left her behind