More Than A Literary Festival

Guilty Pleasure

Sitting down for hours,

A pen in my hand, a book on my table.

A pair of shoes on my screen,

One of the greatest things I have seen.

Writing the name in my book,

And writing the price too.

I keep on scrolling,

Though I have chores to do.

The shoes call my name,

I go to my screen without pain

I look for more, the is no one to bore,

Knowing I have work to do.

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