I am an electronic gate guarding the library
You won't get past me
You little book thief
You want a book? Without a fee?
I know your mischief
It gives me grief
I'll shout and scream
I'll lock the door
Don't even dream
Of reading more
I guard all books
And won't let them go
You can't read them
They are here just for show.
I am a clock hanging on the wall in the library
Hang me up
Side down
In
Side out
Back to front
Let my re-cycling
Undo itself
And the forward arrow
Go in the opposite direction
Let my uphill trek
Down-turn itself
And let my struggle against time
End in my triumph
I am a CCTV camera
I see you right
And I see you left
I also see you come
And observe your side
And notice your turn
Why do you never
Look me in the eye?
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