Wonder Books


How would our days be
Without clothing and shelter,
No near and dear friends,
Or even bread and butter?

Yes, it’d be horrible
But so it would also be
If we had no words at all
To dare our hearts and see!

Dear friends, books are treasure
Probably the most precious ones
They give us so much pleasure
Even with the demons!

Oh God, it must be illegal
To find so much happiness
Why don’t they arrest us
Beyond reality, without mess?

Books seem to capture us
In a world of their own,
Flying carpets, deadly clowns
What-not have they shown?!

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