I Once Read A Book Poem by J.B. LeBuert

I once read a book that taught me how to fly
Then each morning when alone, I took to the sky
I had no feathers or even one wing
I just had the knowledge - a great thing

After that, I read another book about energy
Then each morning when alone, I made entropy
This made everything fall into disorder
And predictable events became out of order

I was afraid to read another, but did it anyway
This brought about my knowledge of telekinesis that day
Now I can rearrange the furniture and stay
In my room the whole day, and play

Now I'm reading another fun book
From the computer I just took
Using my telekinesis, from a crook
It's such fun reading, in my nook

Tomorrow I think I'm going to need
Books about jets and supersonic speed
Then there'll be no use for greed
Maybe 1000 books a day I'll read

All this reading has tired me out
But from the treetops I want to shout
"Most all the answers are in books", I'll tout
"Everything's in there - that's what it's about"

Read, read, and read some more
It doesn't matter, rich or poor
You'll gain some knowledge that's for sure
Your betterment may even, even the score