I dedicated my book, A Glint of Exoskeleton to the Psocopterans—the booklice. Cute little creatures. They like books–they eat the moulds that grow on them–but they’re not luddites; there’s a whole crew of them that lives in my keyboard. Here is a silly little verse about them.
Psocoptera
Psocopterans are
Great readers of sorts
But don’t enjoy reading
Physics or sports.
They much prefer Hemmingway,
Tolstoy or Shakespeare.
“The classics,” they say,
“Are just so much tastier!”