Monday, January 18, 2016

Chicken Big, 1

Frightening Doggerel

Bookless: abibliophobia

Just in case, she took a look
To make sure that she'd packed a book—

Or two or three or four or five,
For books, she knew, kept her alive.

She had a fear of being caught
Without one. She was sure she'd brought

One … it was not a dream.
But no! I have none! Then a scream.

And she then tumbled in her grave,
And there was nothing there to save

Her. Till she heard a coffin-knock,
A sound just like a mantle clock.

She opened up—Why? Just for fun,
And there stood a librarian—

A service only underground,
And she was happy: She had found

Her answer to eternal bliss—
Some books to read in the abyss!

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