Stuffed Stacks (A Poem)

My books hardly fit

They teeter and totter

They’re shoved and stuffed

And shoved a bit harder

But I love my books even

When they’re stacked on the floor

I’ll love my books even

When I can no longer open the door

My books hardly fit

I should probably stop buying

But if I agreed to that

You’d know I was lying



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