The Book

A little fellow one day got presented a book
and within it, a pen.
He was told to have a look,
to say whether he liked or no
in order that the pages should go
to a printer's that is...
He opened and scanned
then began a penning,
a change per page.
The white got scratchy and blotchy
but the story got a twist
that could not be missed.
Upon the chapter last,
the author began his address:
"My story you changed,
arranged and signed.
You played upon words mine;
Why pray tell?"
Laddie said, "For this story to sell,
it needed a bell,
a ring to the pen, sir....
I dinna like it, so I changed it."
And the author smiled.

--Vamini R.
2:50-3:07am, Tuesday, January 14, 2003......