The Book

The kingdom of knowledge

Lies under me,

The crown of wisdom

On my head,

The robes of science

Make me majestic,

The make-up of literature

Adorns my look.

What you know about maths

Is all that I tell,

And your social studies

Is all that I explain.

I hope you have guessed

Who I am,

The book that you bind,

Study and tear.

Oh! Listen to my bad habits,

You tear and throw me away

You give me for recycling

Which is very painful.

You kill my friends, the trees to make me

You sometimes even throw and stamp me,

But I still provide you the knowledge and wisdom

All that you need

'Cause I am the book that you bind,

Study and tear.