Pages in my Head
It seems with every book I've read,
The pages get inside my head.
The latest book that I checked out,
Came with pirates strewn about.
I turned the page to chapter four,
Where I was handed down an ore,
And rowed until my hands were raw,
Then the rocky coast I saw.
It loomed against the darkening sky;
A castle bold was standing high!
See how with the books I've read,
The pages get inside my head?
-Unknown
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