“What happened to the head librarian?”
I asked the new girl working in the stacks,
Who told me the old antiquarian
Died peacefully in her co-op full of cats.
I sighed heavily to hear the awful news
Then went quietly about my business,
But couldn’t stop thinking about Mrs. Hughes
And the joy with which she read Dr. Seuss
To all the children in the neighborhood:
Laughter was a noise she always excused.
I spared the thought for her then thought, which book should
I check out today. A long time I mused
Before deciding on one. A grown man
There I stood checking out Green Eggs & Ham.