I ran across this poem in a catalog the other day, and I loved it - it described all the many books at my house:
Books to the ceiling, books to the sky.
My pile of books are a mile high.
How I love them!
How I need them!
I'll have a long beard by the time I read them.
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Is that a Shel Silverstein poem?
No, this is not Shel Silverstein, it is a guy named, Arnold Lobel.
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