Okay, now it's starting to get serious. You know day fourteen of NaPoWriMo is going to be good when the best poem you can write is one about a broken stapler.
Backfiring Stapler
One staple goes flying
through the air.
Misses the target.
Another staple,
followed by two more,
then three and four.
Before long, the walls
are dotted with staples,
and the stapler is empty.
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