Backpack complains about being abused and overstuffed by careless people who treat it like trash. It reminds them that it is not a personal trash can and deserves better treatment. Bubble gum poetically ponders what small things people enjoy putting in their mouths that come in different sizes and colors. The poem wonders if jump ropes get motion sick or tired from their work, and apologizes cutely. A child recounts the embarrassing moment they ripped their pants while doing a cartwheel at recess.