Knowledge is the key to a room and the lock is a book.
Turn into it and you’ll be hooked forever.
The clean fresh smell of . . . paper.
The one book you take a glimpse at is the part you can’t take your eyes off it.
Flip flip flip flip flip I’m zooming like as fast as lightning speed and nothing can stop me
. . . . . . . . . and then I stop.
I check the clock . . . time flies when you’re reading like playing video games.
So tip top tip top I tiptoe to bed and then open my book again . . . . This is not over . . . . . . .