42.A Book Speaks

When you drop me on the floor
I get stepped on – my sides are sore;

Torn-out pages make me groan;
I feel dizzy if I’m thrown;

Every mark and every stain
On my covers gives me pain;

Please don’t bend me, if you do
I don’t want to talk to you;

But we will both be friends together,
If you protect me from the weather

And keep me clean so that I look
A tidy, neat and happy book.