Bunnies that build up when time flies. Ashes to ashes, change my first to R, I eat metal.

Pink and rubber, I rub side to side, removing marks, made of a temporary state. Sometimes alone, most often partnered with a graphite friend, sharing a yellow jacket. Once I’m done, don’t forget to clean up the mess, as someone needs to remove the marks I left.

You sit at me for hours, though nowadays you can stand, for paperwork to computers I will always be at hand.

I’m full of tiny teeth but I do not bite. I’m dotted with holes of different size. I have with me a handle and sometimes guard. I care not what I turn into pieces, harder the easier - beware your fingers.

Above your brow, Move me right to left, A decoration, To show you're deft.