I do it often in my bed,
Whether it be day or night,
One time I did it by the garden shed,
It's an urge I just cannot fight.
I'll never stop and that's for sure,
In a park, on a field, by a tree,
It is a joy of which I will never bore.
Please avoid disturbing me.
I remember the first time I did it,
No longer a want but a need,
I love to see how the pieces fit,
There's nothing like having a good book to read!!
a good book is better than a yummy meal at times.
ReplyDeleteenjoy your hobby.
A+
Whew! Yeah, I love reading, too.
ReplyDeleteGot a big smile from me! Clever and right on.
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Love to read also. Clever poem.
ReplyDeleteReading is such a joy. It's as if you're experiencing the world in a different lens. Nice poem.
ReplyDeleteagree, love books.
ReplyDeleteconvincing words...
:)
Happy Rally.
Indeed there isn't anything ;like a good book. Perfect!
ReplyDeleteTwo thumbs up to good books and your delightful poem! :)
ReplyDeleteVery cute and very nice. I enjoy!
ReplyDeleteHere's my rally entry http://mysticmarleei.wordpress.com/2011/03/05/341/
Very subtle but still very well done! You got all sorts of naughty book thoughts from everyone, I'm sure. Thanks for sharing with us!
ReplyDeletevery nice, I enjoyed this very , very much !!
ReplyDeletewow lol very fresh lol it always nice to find something that can put humour it to the simple but wondrous things of life
ReplyDeleteI wont even say where my mind went... love it!
ReplyDeleteI really liked the way U put it.. making it a lil puzzle of its own. :)
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ReplyDeleteu got me --
i use to read
up in a tree
but it was a b
when i had to go pee
o hell
now i'm rhyming
good poem
peace & love my sister
este
So totally agree with this! I love to read and discovered my obsession with it at 10 years old.
ReplyDeleteMy big brother, who's done a very job of rhyming (good job Este! LOL!) and myself inherited the love of reading from my father.
I can't remember not seeing my father with a book in his hands and finally understood his love for the written word when I picked my first Jules Verne book.
Even now I escape to worlds unknown with beautiful purple skies, and fluffy orange clouds with cities that rise above those clouds and gleam like gold in the warm sunshine.
So enjoyed reading. May your days be wonderfully blessed.
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