A library poem. I wrote this a few years ago.
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A hard rain’s gonna fall
on the head of the next shelver
to work this section of the library
Superheroes overpower the bookends
break free of their confines
fly off the shelves
Snoopy, completely dog-eared
keeps getting unleashed
scampering to the floor
Beatle Bailey and his troop
lose formation
drift off to the wrong location
again
Calvin and Hobbes are out
having an unauthorized adventure
on the far side of Gary Larsen
Large floppy books with bad posture
slouch along the shelves
lean on each other for support
much like the teens who
camp here studying anime and manga
Someone needs to come along
and straighten them up
Nomadic Noesis 