On the balcony, read Filth to the end
A hundred and fifty pages or more
I didn’t even think, try to pretend
I could finish it tomorrow, intend
To take another book to London, but
I’ve done it with a day to spare. I went
To fetch the next book I can put
In my travel bag. It is Scotland Street
By Alexander McCall Smith, a mere
Slip of a size book in comparison
I’m chuffed with myself, what a literary feat
And another book set in Edinburgh
A respectable book I can defend!
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