Book Storm

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I wasn’t doing anything;
just lying on my bed,
when my dictionary tumbled down
and smacked me on the head.

Then Harry Potter toppled off,
and Judy Moody too.
I almost got knocked out by
Wimpy Kid and Nancy Drew.

Then Fancy Nancy whacked me.
All those Goosebumps were intense;
they landed with A Series
of Unfortunate Events.

So now I’m in a pile of books.
It’s something of a shame.
This never should have happened;
I have just my shelf to blame.

 — Kenn Nesbitt

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Reading Level: Grade 4

 


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