Ima Ryma

Bibliophile - Poem by Ima Ryma

Yes, I am a bibliophile.
Books are the true love of my life.
I found this out after a while
Of being married to my wife,
Who did not understand at all,
And whined to her mother of it.
Momma in law then came to call.
Both of them drove me to a fit.
Time passes. A policeman comes.
Where might my wife and her mom be?
I say my wife is at her mum's,
But I don't think he believes me.

The closer the policeman looks,
He finds both buried 'neath my books.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, February 4, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, February 4, 2013

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