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Grrrrr.
I don’t like you, Mouldering Books,
That remind me of all I Have to Do
Thanks to YOU
Now that I’ve BOUGHT you
From the depths of some cavernous USED Bookstore
Mouldy with scents of other folks’ Consciences
Consigned to the Netherworld
Haunted by thoughts of not having read you
Or having read you wanted rid of you
Like I want rid of you.