Although this week's mag is of a rather majestic looking library building in Manchester, I know little of it. It has, however, prompted me to write a little verse or two about my own, down-sized local library.......
Lousy Little Library
You've rarely got it in for me
I waited long as long can be
For that book on fun poetry!
Lousy Little Library
I wanted that biography
All femme fatale debauchery
To see how bad she'd really be...
Lousy Little Library
I've been as patient as can be
When will my Michael Connelly
Be ready to pick up for me?
Lousy Little Library
On Saturday's you close at THREE?!
That's one I never did forsee
Lumbering books on my shopping spree!
Lousy Little Library
The Heavens opened down on me
Your doors slid open - welcomed thee
To shelter, warmth and even tea
Lousy Little Library
I've judged you rather brutally
Will words and pictures pardon me?
You're worth your little joining fee.........
(my actual LLL)
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