Hoarder Or Collector (Fun Poem 101)

Some of us are hoarders and we don’t know where to stop. We say we are collectors, of rubbish maybe. For a long time I have loved books and collected every waif and stray. People gave them to me by the dozen and I never turned them away. My collecting went so mad I have now ten thousand or more within my library. Enough is enough I would say, but still more arrived. Now I don’t live in a house anymore, as it has become a library. There are books in every room and not just one or two, but dozens and dozens of them. Everywhere you go; there are books here and there. Now I must down size and my problem is which ones do I let go, and then I think I might want to read a couple of them. I am confused at what to do. I know if I don’t do it soon we won’t be able to even get into the loo! 19 April 2009 Author’s note: Loo is a word we use instead of saying Toilet. And, yes, I have that many books and I do have to get rid of some. DVH