I Only Ate Three Post-its--Abbey C.

I only ate three post-its before,
but I guess that was too much.
My legs started to turn to paper,
and my eyes started to bulge.

But I kept on eating my post-its,
or they would get too old.
I ate them all day and I ate them all night,
and guess what?
My feet went away!

I was all yellow paper,
I could not move-
until mom came and stuck me
on the book she was writing.
I stayed there for a year,
I stayed til she sold her book-
it was a success,
but I was hurt.

I landed in Vernville-
that was a bore.
I stayed there until someone stuck me on their book
and sold me in their very own store.

People stopped by-
they never looked at me
for I was getting old.
Now I am ugly.

I really should write more,
but I have to eat my lunch...
Post-it souffle!