A wonderful world in print

I knew it
saw through it
she’s
an algorithm of a blue
whodunnit
in the library
with the
rainbow book,

I took a look
and
read pages
lasted ages
sorted out the
tigers from their cages
in the library
with the rainbow book.

She bet me
and wouldn’t let me
get closer to her than,
do you get me?
in the library
with the rainbow book.

I could cry
somewhere in Mumbai
and would she care or
even wonder why
in the library
with the rainbow book.

© 2018, John Smallshaw.