Sticker Ode – Poem

Sticker onto a surface,
No way of slipping onto the
Side held there without a tic,
Stick there and hold your place.
There is no trick to be
Sick of.
There is no ticks so
Sit still and rest.
A kit of stickers hopes not to be stale
To not fail- to hold steady.

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