A Leftover Poem

I'm going to make it my goal to write a poem Of all my leftovers I have laying around Take out my pen like a butter knife Spread it as thin or as thick as I like I'll take a tad bit from here a tid bit from there Something new I might add to give it some flair I have more than enough to fill up a page What I don't rhyme out in time I'll end up giving away Cause leftovers don't last too long by themselves If they don't soon go to poem then they sit and get stale So I'll do what I can to give them a home And place them all in a leftover poem