134 - The Bookshop Trap

There are people in my bookshop

Too many of them to count

A man here's collecting paperbacks

He's picked up a large amount

In the corner of my bookshop

Lizbet's reading Katie Fforde

It's better than doing nothing

At least she isn't bored

It's quiet in my bookshop

It's really rather nice

During winter storms

You can hide here from the ice

Upstairs in my bookshop

You might buy some snacks

They may seem pretty pricey

But they'll help you relax

You don't have to leave my bookshop

You can stay all day

In fact I would prefer it

If you didn't go away

I've locked the door of my bookshop

Come sit by the fireplace

And live inside forever

As it slowly floats through space

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This poem appears in the book World’s Bestest Poetry Volume Two, available from the Shop!