Tower Falls
A Kenning
Her books
She loved;
She had
A ton.
Her book
Stack had,
Hundred
And one.
In fact,
Tower
She’d built,
With books.
But she’d
Ignored
One big,
Mail rule.
Tower
Of books;
Balance,
It needs.
One day,
She sat
On floor,
To write;
She bumped
Tower;
With books,
Her head;
Showered;
Headache
Ensued;
Entrapped!
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