20 June 2012
I love chocolate, but it gets sickening and thick And there's also a lot It makes my teeth stick
I love horses, they come in all shapes and sizes But they smell funny And would make rather large surprises
I love gore, and also French! But don't put them together like Waterloo Or I'll tie you to a park bench
I love my bed but I can't take it anywhere It's rather squeaky So it quite often receives a glare
I love reading, but it makes me tired I can't get to sleep And then I'm all wired
I love writing, you can probably tell Even though I'm not very good at it It makes my chest swell
I love the cinema. Movies, popcorn and Coke! It's my favourite place to visit When I ain't so broke
I love books. They're just right. Not too sickening, and nice when they're thick A nice kind of smelly, when left in sunlight
Possibly filled with gore, possibly in French But unlike Waterloo The mix leaves less of a stench
I can take books anywhere, comfy or not They don't tend to squeak, I haven't read them all Even though I started when I was still in a cot
Writing and reading, books need them both To be created and devoured Both help our intellectual growth
Books have places to visit, money or no Adventures to have, people to meet That's all I have to say so...
Go Read.
Go Read. • Opuss № I