The book lover

Source: Kathryn

Pink cat gazing

Source: Kathryn

I once fell in love with a book.

I was unable to eat or to cook.

It's cover was blue,

That's my favourite hue too.

I kept giving it meaningful looks

I bought it and carried it home.

I wrapped in white plastic foam.

Alas it expired,

After I had retired.

So I buried it in a bucket of loam.

I never even read my blue book.

What a pity I didn't take a look.

The attempt to preserve

The love object served

To make me a real  neurotic freak

The moral of my limerick is this

We are alive now,so now we must live.

Don't keep love back,

You are on the wrong tack.

To live is to love is to give.