Once upon a time, there was a little cheese puff. He lived in a big bag with all his friends. His spot was next to the clear "Buy me!" slot, where he could see all the giant people walking by.

Sometimes there were little ones that rode by in their carts, this cheese puff, named Joe, would wave if he had limbs.

But, Joe wanted to see the world. He liked his friends and all, but he felt crushed in his bag, espeaciallly when the bag shook, and some of his orange powdery stuff would fall off into the abyss of crushed puffs at the bottom of the bag. Days could go by when no one would talk to Joe.

This made him sad.

But, one day, one of the people looked right at Joe!

Then, the bag started to move. "THIS IS IT!" yelled Joe.

He saw the would spinning. Suddenly, he was moving across a conveyor belt. Then, he heard a beep, and his bag was in another bag.

Joe knew where they were going. The car, But, not the trunk!The bag full of Joes was handed to a child! "No!" Most of the cheese puffs were screaming.

Joe saw a bright light; the "sky," which really was just the roof of the car. Joe was in a human's hands!

But, just in time, Joe wriggled out, and was flung across the car!

Landing, in-tact on the dashboard, Joe was lucky. He could see everything! So, Joe lived the rest of his non-moldy life in the window, where he could see the world.

I hope you liked that! I made it up in access.
Now....
The moment you've all been waiting for...
BAD POETRY THURSDAY!!!
This one is about ham!

Ham
Ham
Ham is fam
Ham
Ham
Don't need a thesaurus
Ham
Ham
Thesaurus don't need me
Don't need to rhyme
'Cuz this is free verse!
Ham
Ham
Slap
SLAM!
(See? I rhymed there. Who needs rules?!)