A Narrative Poem
by Michael Eaborn
I met a man selling books,
For money he wanted to swap,
But I really wanted some guidebooks.
“Got any guidebooks?” asked I.
“For that’s how I’ll spend my money.”
“No guidebooks here!” said the guy.
He seemed to find it quite funny.
“We’ve got some lovely cakes,
I’ll give you a very fine price.”
“I’d rather have some snakes.”
The man blinked rapidly thrice.
The man seemed exceptionally smart,
And his manner was strangely amused.
He wasn’t what I would call multipart,
Great disdain he noticeably oozed.
Like others, he thought I was odd,
Some say I’m a bit mighty.
Still he gave me a courteous nod,
As if he thought I was plenty whity.
So in search of my goal I departed,
But before the book shop could I leave,
The man came running full-hearted,
“I can help you I believe.”
“Books, guidebooks, you shall find.
Cakes, snakes, you can get.
You must now open your mind,
And get down to Barnes & Noble Market.
So to Barnes & Noble Market I decided to go,
In search of the guidebooks I craved.
The winds it did eerily blow.
But I felt that the day could be saved.
There were stalls selling rings,
Comic books in many shades.
There were even stalls selling wings
People were scattered from many trades
I was greeted by a peculiar lady,
She seemed to be rather mighty
I couldn’t help thinking she might be quite shady.
I wondered if she was at all whity.
Before I could open my mouth,
She shouted, “For you, I have some guidebooks!”
I headed towards her, to the south,
Past some cakes and books.
“But how did you know?” I asked,
“Do you want them or not?” she did say.
Silently, the guidebooks she passed.
Then vanished before I could pay.
As I walked away I hard a crackle
Or was it, perhaps, a hushed cackle?
Auto Praise for The Mighty Stranger At Barnes & Noble – A Narrative Poem
“Wow! I’ve always wanted to buy some guidebooks from a creepy witch!”
– The Daily Tale
“To truly appreciate this poem, you need to see it as a metaphor. I mean, literally wanting to spend all your money on some guidebooks, really?”
– Enid Kibbler
“I love how to poet has used rhymes to bring this alive. Snakes and cakes – I mean, wow!.”
– Hit the Spoof