Of A Pen And A Book

Book by book, I see the hook, How about we have a look, Don't make me choke, I am with a bottle of Coke, I hear a creek, I am not a Greek, The shrubs are on a bleak, Glistened by the sleek, I soften my cheek, Keep me in check, For the high-tech, I smell a stench, Without a blench, I learned in French, I did not sench, Into a trench, I'm blanch, I went on blank, I did not want to stay submerged, I on a search, For a lurch, That I could not wait for my lunch, I sat on a hunch, I go for a punch, Wait, it is the launch, I would not move an inch, That starts with an itch, I did not put a salt on my stitch, To worsen the condition of a hitch, I run away with a glitch, I am out of reach, For more research, Of what I found and searched.