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NOOK Color "Read Forever™" Anthem
http://youtu.be/xVFqiiRrpdw

READ FOREVER

Til all the books I read are read
and all the pens are put down
and everything there is to learn is learned

Til tears are no longer shed
and the ziggers have all zigged
and the irony is all ironed out

Til the heroes retire
and the monsters return to their dens
and all the plots are wrapped up

Til there are no more twists and turns
No more guns in drawers
No more shaggy dogs

Til rhymes stop rhyming
and pots stop boiling
and everyone is happy and there’s nothing more say

Til that day

By hook or by crook
By book or by nook
I will read


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