Book-Shopping

I keep creating a delightful dilemma;

running out of room for books!

Books are becoming the décor of necessity!😀

 

And any neat and tidy bookcases are constantly be messed! 

Isn't that great?!!😊

Is this then 

Ink-toxication? 

I wonder, what else could it be 

The slur of the ditty 

Makes me rather giddy 

Not as sedate as I should be 

Are these yellow pages 

Imbibed with the ages 

Somehow playing tricks on my brain 

This spell I am under 

Is it real, I wonder 

This feeling is hard to explain 

My logic is muddled 

Will-power befuddled 

I don’t feel at all like myself 

I'm hypnotized, I confess  

By ink-induced happiness 

Lining shelf after shelf after shelf 

Those enticing hard covers

Are like starry-eyed lovers

All calling out, pick me, pick me

Oh, tell me, how do

I choose only one or two

Inhale, exhale, I'll take twenty-three

© Janet Martin