Gracing my shelf with wisdom and dust
A wealth of knowledge and words I trust.
Many nights I fell asleep
upon the pages, that held deep
insights on history and colors and culture,
I used Volume “V” for my paper on Vultures.
But that was before the internet came
With so much information, I thinks its a shame
that it seems, as though, in the time that I blinked
all of the sudden, you were extinct.
Now there’s google, bing, and yahoo too.
Not mentioned in Britannica of 1982.
Today when I picked you up for a gaze
To smell your worn pages and see how you’ve aged,
It hurts me that I must now give you the boot,
Apple’s a brand, but you say it’s a fruit.