• Books, Books, all around
    Words and pictures, knowledge abounds
    If you ask him about emotion
    He’ll say, “I’m too busy, too much commotion.”

    Poor, poor scholar
    He spent many a dollar
    On books and learning
    But cannot get what he is yearning

    Time for change, time to live for real
    He got a job, and can afford his meals.
    He doesn’t miss them, not at all
    “Books,” he said aloud, appalled.

    Now he has a life and everything he wanted
    Occasionally when he sleeps, he is haunted
    By the books he once lived by
    He wakes up and says,” I know why!”

    He threw the books in the trash
    “Hey, but they cost cash!”
    Disregarding this thought, he went back to sleep
    And now for once, he is at peace