Magic Worlds
Old books of tasty treasures
give my life, so much pleasure.
Building worlds so bright and deep,
help me to read myself to sleep.
I’ve sailed with pirates, the seven seas;
cooked from books, with smashing recipes.
Dante’s, “Inferno”, took me to Hades;
was present when knights, received accolades.
I’ve fought alongside of Hobbits and Elves,
as the war to save Middle Earth swelled.
In Narnia, I actually met, King Peter;
no moment was actually any sweeter.
I shadowed Alice, through the looking glass;
as the Mad Hatter’s madness, slowly passed.
Oh the weathered pages I’ve perused;
so many books, so well-used.
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