The Sneaky Stapleopegus Poem by michael hubbert

In the shadows of my office, by the pads and pencils lay
the sneaky Stapleopegus, just passing time away
each ruler and eraser, and lonely paper clip
know too well the pain inflicted by his mouthy grip

The papers in their stacks so neat, make sure they stay away
but if there's only one of you, I think that you're ok
he goes for pages two and three, but loves it when there's more
the sneaky Stapleopegus one day ate twenty-four!