THE LIBRARY

The library

No more need for breathy mime

in this tomb of printed word,

whose bound paper voices will

seldom now be heard as neither

prose nor rhyme, though a die hard

old’un stoops, sweeps his finger

looking for choices as the

little un’ tugs his sleeve

asking are these all from

your time ?

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