Ode to my staples

Dear Staples,

Thank you for your 6 years of service in binding my knowledge together. Without you I would be lost in a sea of overwhelming text. I now release the pulp from your twisted clutches, and with each, I forget a little more. Now, you may rejoin the natural cycle of your kind, so that you may all live on in your next mission. Be it a soda can, a high school locker or a shiny vibrator, I know you will each have a bright future. I shall never lay eyes on a stronger or more determined band of metal soildiers.

Sincerely,
Me.