an elegy to the liggy library stapler

Roses are red Violets are blue I hate this stapler No I mean it I really I hate it You know, the black one at the front desk that always jams I had two minutes before the start of class And wanted to staple my print-out slides together And this dumb stapler jams Again And I have to ask the librarian for help He looks at me with contempt and smirks “These kids are supposed to settle my divorce suit And they can’t even use a bleedin stapler” And I went red in the face and said that’s not true I do know how to use a stapler I’ll have you know I got a high credit for Contract Law So you better start sucking up to me for when that pre-nup hits... Ya flog (I didn’t actually say this, he was kind of scary but could you imagine??) Anyway this is not really a poem can someone from AULSS just use the law ball cash to buy a new stapler, thanks