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They flew at her, pages, from all directions
Retaliation, from years of corrections
All she wanted, was simply perfection
The ones she rejected, had found resurrection
An editor’s job, is never that easy
Some of the books, left her feeling quite queasy
She never fancied, the ones that were sleazy
Those, she tossed, on the pile, marked cheesy
Books are alive, they’re a writer’s soul
Each published volume, a wordsmith’s goal
But these bound beauties, were out of control
Days like these, would always take their toll
On an editor, who, out of the library, ran
Dodging the many books, like a crazed madman
Frightened to death, yes, the books had a plan
And that, my friends, was the end of dear Nan
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oh poor Nan, moment for Nan….sorta glad these papers and bits and bytes don’t attack us when we ‘work’ on them ;p
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I’m pretty sure there would be no books if that happened LOL
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Nan ran too slow.
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I thought she was being paged!? No? lol
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Haha, too funny, Dorinda! Fantastic poem idea 😄
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Thanks, Erika! 😀
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Hahaha fantastic! I love this Dorinda!
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Thanks so much, KaylaAnn! Better watch out for those rejections!! LOL
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Very nice.Congratulations !
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Thank you. What are you congratulating me for?
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I like poems and your posts are wonderful !
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Oooh! Thank you very much! 😊
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Reblogged this on All About Writing and more.
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Thanks for sharing, Henrietta! ❤
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