Acres at Strands

Tune: "Rosin the Beau" (Traditional)

A bookworm's life isn't wealthy.
My relatives think I am mad.
I live with my mattress and books,
Alone in an East Village pad.

Many folks buy all their books new;
instead, most of mine are quite old.
They've been borrowed, bartered, and traded *
in short, they've been frequently sold.

Each morning I pass through Penn Station
Reading and walking my way.
I don't even know where I work, though
I seem to get there every day.

I walk home from 12th and Broadway
With too many books on my hands,
And I sing of my happy condition
Surrounded by acres at Strands.

Copyright © 1997, Sherman Dorn
Last updated January 26, 1997
visitors to this page since late December 1997.

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