Books have pages, and they have stories,
Here I have a book, about a house with many storeys,
This house with many storeys, has a bookshelf,
On one extreme end of which stands a book by itself,
This book on the shelf has a little photo,
Of a magical book which has a golden glow,
The magical book with its special glow,
Has a magic spell... Feena Zeena Glum Doh!
As I read the spell, I hear a certain hum,
And before I realise, I have transformed... into a bookworm!
I wriggle on pages, eat stories and drink ink
I play with pens, and in delight, don't even blink,
I crawl up to another book, and love the way the pages smell,
Then squiggle to the bookshelf, and for sometime there I dwell,
I see similar worms on other racks and shelves,
Then we eat, sing and dance, all by ourselves,
This is a magical terrene and I see a house with book walls,
There are clipboard top tables, pencil legs and all,
I explore the house more, and wiggle to the basement,
There I see a tunnel, with stun and amazement,
The tunnel takes me through, to my main book,
And on its last page, I stare and look!
Lo behold.. it's a reverse spell to get to the human world!
I utter the spell, with my little tail curled,
With yet another hum, I get transported back to my room,
And find myself holding the book, in front of my rose bloom!
I check the clock and no time has passed,
I am delighted, I am entranced!
So ecstatic to discover the Book-o-topia land!
I keep going there to visit my bookworm band!
~ Anoushka Sabnis