Subject: Here's your poem.
Posted on: 2021-10-19 18:02:59 UTC
written on the back of an envelope in messy but legible cursive
I must go back to the library again
Back to shelves stuffed with books
So I can sail in a sea of words
And backwards I will never look.
So why do you care if I am still there
Reading till half past three?
I don’t care if I am still there
Inexcusably late for tea.
For I have to find out what came about
In this book that you see.
Oh if only you knew what it was too
You’d be book obsessed like me.