Brianna Wilkinson

Evil Librarian - Poem by Brianna Wilkinson

How can you expect me to sit here,
and not say a word?
I want to punch your lights out,
I want to make it hurt.

Do you enjoy making people feel bad?
yes, you make us feel like crap.
Do you get off on hurting others?
Your a stupid friggin' witch.

Comments about Evil Librarian by Brianna Wilkinson

  • Val Morehouse (9/28/2009 7:28:00 PM)

    Oh I am sorry you met THAT librarian. While I am firm with folks who think the library is a hangout or a bar (I am a Librarian) , all is forgiven if you just ask a question. In order to bring this poor book experience back to its proper place, try my 'night library'...for some sentiment from the other side of the desk. Then tell me more.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 13, 2009

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 31, 2009

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