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Array ( [sid] => 136752 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The Library [time] => 2007-08-15 20:14:57 [hometext] => [bodytext] => The public library
A mine-field for the cows from the dairy
Saliva and poop every-where..
Men pretending to be men
reading .
The Librarian is nice though,
At first I thought a Raven or a Crow
But now a Dove..
Certain areas one would describe as "No-Go"
Guilty of the worst excesses,
reminicent of certain inner-citties-
Safron Walden.
At my ease I fantacise ...
What book does God read?
A cheap thriller with a questionable end....
Probably.
Revolution begins here-don´t doubt it.
The poor are illeterate
Not a coincedence.
I am rich.
I remember a man who loved book covers
Each cherished as much as the other
He was fair.
If I was to meet someone famous it would be here,
Amongst the varnished wood,
I have shed tears,here.
But not yet had sex.
There are some FANTASTIC libraries in the world.
I would like to visit them,every one.
Design.design design.
indeed an interesting institution.
Anyone can go in.!
I like to be friends with the dog tied up out-side.
Employed there I would be a lion
And rule with fist of iron
Bully everyone.
No mercy.
Especially them news paper-readers
Cheap-skates.
Make paper swords and last man standing...
Any minds wandering.....
oh well ,there´s no ending,
just as life.
call it closing
time.


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The Library

Contributed by zicky on Wednesday, 15th August 2007 @ 08:14:57 PM in AEST
Topic: DreamsandWishes



The public library
A mine-field for the cows from the dairy
Saliva and poop every-where..
Men pretending to be men
reading .
The Librarian is nice though,
At first I thought a Raven or a Crow
But now a Dove..
Certain areas one would describe as "No-Go"
Guilty of the worst excesses,
reminicent of certain inner-citties-
Safron Walden.
At my ease I fantacise ...
What book does God read?
A cheap thriller with a questionable end....
Probably.
Revolution begins here-don´t doubt it.
The poor are illeterate
Not a coincedence.
I am rich.
I remember a man who loved book covers
Each cherished as much as the other
He was fair.
If I was to meet someone famous it would be here,
Amongst the varnished wood,
I have shed tears,here.
But not yet had sex.
There are some FANTASTIC libraries in the world.
I would like to visit them,every one.
Design.design design.
indeed an interesting institution.
Anyone can go in.!
I like to be friends with the dog tied up out-side.
Employed there I would be a lion
And rule with fist of iron
Bully everyone.
No mercy.
Especially them news paper-readers
Cheap-skates.
Make paper swords and last man standing...
Any minds wandering.....
oh well ,there´s no ending,
just as life.
call it closing
time.






Copyright © zicky ... [ 2007-08-15 20:14:57]
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Re: The Library (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 15th August 2007 @ 11:04:20 PM AEST
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I get the impression that you like libraries. Write and publish a book then you possibly will be for ever in a library.bern


Re: The Library (User Rating: 1 )
by deadheadpoet on Thursday, 16th August 2007 @ 02:14:45 AM AEST
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I really liked this. I was smiling so big by the time the piece ended. Yes, yes be a librarian. How cool would that be? I love library's myself...my god the smell of books....the sneaking around trying to be quiet (which isn't an easy thing for me to do) lol. Your ending with the "paper-readers" god I loved that...thank you for sharing your love of the library and making this write so light-hearted and enjoyable to read.
Peace,
Laura (who would love to fight you with paper swords) *smiles*




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