The Dreams of Library Ladies Library ladies could it be you sometimes dream With books (and children) all put in their place Do you imagine an alternate library scene A view transformed to more exotic space The British Museum, perhaps you hear it calling With more books than at which you could shake a stick Rubbing shoulders in history with Marx and Lenin Guiding them on a better path could be your schtick Under massive Radcliffe Camera's noble dome Among dusty denizens of Academia In such an arena would you feel at home Looking pale, intense, with a name such as Ophelia Alexandria' s great library (not far from Giza) As one of nine goddesses of the muse If given a request from Julius Caesar Would you find yourself unable to refuse Then if you're feeling adventurous and wild Unseen University exceeds the sphere of man * With Magic books that have you enchanted and beguiled But as librarian you might become an Orang Utan The Louvre accompanied by a dashing chevalier Might be a better option to embrace Can you see yourself descend a grand escalier Like Audrey Hepburn before the Victory of Samothrace Though life here may seem less thrilling than your revery Don't be dismayed but feel a genuine pride In your books we find phantasies, a virtual treasury Dream your dreams for such are what you provide * ref. Terry Pratchett's Disc World