Flipbook

I lay untouched on a crowded desk,
With pens and paper clips surrounding my head.
I see brand new notes on conveyor treads,
As I get drawn,
And drawn
And drawn,
Just like a movie being born.
You see,
I'm a flipbook,
Flippin' like a nickel,
Without any pictures,
Since I am a flipbook.
Handheld machinery,
Filled with capacity.
My unique animation,
Flipped in smooth motion,
Awoken from imagination,
Makes me...
A flipbook.