Ode of paper

My paper, he is so strong
You can write on him for so long
If you push down hard
he will stay as still as lard

He will not yell
and won't even tell
My paper is so strong
I wrote on him for so long

I wrote a story
It was very gory
I wrote everything where it belonged
But he still just laughed along

No matter how hard or long you write
He will never fight
If you leave him blank
he will make you walk the plank

His bed
Is some pencil lead
My paper is so long
and I've used him for so long

Paper, you're worth many euros
because you are a hero
He is so strong
and I've loved him for so long