The library is where I live
Which can be a concern
I sit in every corner both
And survey every turn
On second floor is my repose
Except for when it’s not
Some days I need the terrace or
A field trip to the rot
The hidden basement for the kids
Computer lab as well
Are options in my time of need
Of third floor I won’t tell
The study rooms are also nice
Depending on the day
Or who exactly’s there with me
Or if I’ve time to play
There’s pizzas, pretzels, bagels too
And shakes where once was yes
Which though depressing, in the end
Is how it has to be
I know a good bit of the staff
I love the balconies
And if wasn’t fully clear
I love the library