A quick poem I penned for World Book Day, which happened to land on my birthday this year…
Books about misfits,
Scoundrels, thieves,
A goldfinch, a panda,
Who eats (,) shoots and leaves.
Books about dragons,
Caterpillars, bears.
Books set in castles,
On mountains, in lairs.
A tale of two cities,
A house in the wood,
A journey through shires,
A walk through the ‘hood.
A trip to a factory,
A voyage through space,
An alien invasion,
An eighty day race.
Solve the murder.
Win the prize.
Save the cat.
Uncover lies.
All from your train,
Or bus or bed.
A library of stories
Now stored in your head.
My own book, Waking hours, is out now.
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