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[Photo: Mrs. Poet compounding interest in wine on her Nook / Credit: Natalie Myers]


Went to the library


Checked out some books.


Perused through a few


Home a dozen, I took.


 


Poured from a box,


Got the fire to roar.


Cozy in chair,


I began to explore.


 


One weekend's study


Will prove me a scholar.


At the next party,


I'll look that much taller.


 


I opened the books


with that goal in mind.


The ladder of intellect,


began I to climb.


 


My teenager looked


and said, "Who reads from books?


All I need is my phone


and I have a Nook.


 


Your library's old school


YouTube is the game,


Vaynerchuk's TV brought


wine much more fame!"


 


Ignored the kid’s smirk,


and went on with my reading.


What the bleep were we thinking


that night we were breeding?


 


The wine box soon emptied,


the weekend did fly.


Increased my knowledge,


of new wines to try.


 


Off to the liquor store


Palette afresh,


Ready to put all


those books to the test.


 


"I'd prefer an aged Beaujolais,"


 lofty I said,


The clerk winked and said,


"I can tell you're well-read!"


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