There was
once a castle
Whose
library people came to see
From far and
wide
Near and
afar
The
librarian was a remarkable woman
Who had
dared to dye her hair blue
And who
dared to be different
The library
was like her child and
She tended
to the books like a mother
One day a
man came
Seeking a
book
He chose a
cosy nook in which
He would sit
and read
Slowly they
came to realize that
They shared
similar tastes on literature
And loved
the same authors
And it was
this that brought them closer
The feisty
librarian and the wanderer
A friendship was forged
Then one
day, this man had to leave
And he cried
as he said goodbye to his friend
She gave him
a book
Which he
reads whenever he misses her
Funny thing
memory
Something
insignificant to us
May mean the
world to someone else
As for her,
whenever she misses him
She sits in
the nook
And reads
The Bilge Master
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