"I am absolutely going to find you." You left with my bag of books. I had testing tomorrow, and you ran off. I took my shower, washed my hair. I made a snack for both of us. On the table it was all set for you, right next to the hot dogs with relish, I left the book right there. I'm ruminating about this whole thing. I had no idea you would leave me. After all, we were going to study for tomorrow. You're in the same class. Now look, I don't know you picked the book up. Maybe you did it by accident, but it was the only book there. You might have been cleaning up the table. That would have been kind. I'm ruminating about this whole thing. So, I'll go out and pick up the ice cream. My favorite is peppermint creme, and sometime before I get back, I want you to know, that you can put this book back. I'm not a hysterical roommate. But I will say this again... I am absolutely going to find you. I'll be ruminating about this whole thing.
Wow! I love my books and I would have the same response to anyone who dared take them, without permission no less! Loved this.
This was a fun way to get an idea. The last line on a page. That brought ideas of why I would pursue a CB person, and my books are precious friends. Glad you enjoyed the poem.