I stepped foot in the bookstore,
Shelves upon shelves filled with books.
I ran to explore
The books pretty looks.

One caught my eye,
The one I always wanted!
But I can't lie,
It's pretty expensive, and I feel like the price is haunted!

But I bought it anyway.
I wouldn't skip a chance to leave it alone.
I ended the day,
With purchasing a book I've always known.

I flipped it's delicate pages,
It's smooth texture rubbing against my hands.
With words that can make me waste ages,
And making me want to stay in that land.

A good read I must say,
But...

I found the same book online.
Although it had some tears,
The price was quite fine.
It could save me a ton for years.
An offer I could not decline.

Arghh!
If only I bought that one instead...
Oh, well.

Two friends sat together,
In a field full of feathers.
One as sweet as a berry,
The other ever so cheery.

The two were very close,
And both thought that mice were gross
Having seen one on their toast.

They were like peas in a pod,
Some thought they were odd.
But they didn't care.
They'll just give them a stare.

But one day,
That all changed.

The two never joke.
Actually, they never spoke.
Not even a glance.
They're not gonna take that chance.

But the field is still there,
Now it lay bare.
The white feathers gone,
Leaving a thin yellow lawn.