The Last Story Left
O' Brothers, Where forth art thou?
I sit on this shelf,
worn is my health,
I have seen the end
it's just round the bend.
I have a story to tell,
Though some may proclaim,
"its boring as hell",
or indeed, "It's quite lame."
But nothing is set,
as I can lay bet,
that indeed my words are,
as unique as Shakespeare.
Even as the shop is closing,
and my chances fall away,
My hopes, forever hoping,
that a hero will come my way
and save my creased hide,
so, my time I shall bide,
Through the 'Tut's' and the chides,
and the passed over tries.
Although, I look like a bore
being the last used book, in this closing down, Used Book store,
I still have dreams galore,
to share with You all.
so, I sit on the shelf
Though worn is my health
and I can see the end
coming... just round the bend.
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