The Librarian

Author: Nola Published: almost 3 years ago.
Tags: humour, rhyme, poetry Category: Poetry

There once was a librarian, a finely tuned grammarian, a tad totalitarian, who loved books antiquarian.

She’d read of buffed Bavarians, and grand humanitarians, societies agrarian, bold exploits of barbarians.

A diehard Unitarian, she frightened seminarians, debated Trinitarians and Latitudinarians.

’Til at a planetarium she met a hairy man-ium, a middle-aged Rotarian who found her views sectarian.

“Oh no, on the contrarian, I’m quite egalitarian, au fait with Rastafarians and notions proletarian.”

Her lips were full, he stared at ’em, asked her to his solarium. “I’d pay an honorarium”, he offered as she glared at him.

“You cad, you libertarian, I find that quite vulgarian.” The thought of an affair with him worse than electric chair-ium.

“Then dine at my aquarium I’ve oysters, clams to share-ium.” She countered with an air of vim, “I can’t. I’m vegetarian”.

© Nola Passmore

Highly commended in the USQ Library Poetry Competition 2011.

N.B. Please read this poem in conjunction with the blog post Poetry Essentials Part 1: Fresh Ways With Rhyme.