Clean Paper

A serpent slithered besides me

Demanding paper with every step.

I had plenty I thought,

And gave a page now and then.

Blank paper; what is better

Than to spoil it? So he was fed.

 

Soon we reached my door

And what monster did I beget

Now slithering across my floor?

 

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