(to the tune of “I’m Dreaming of a White Christmas”)
I’m dreaming of a real print book,
Just like the ones you know yourself.
With real book covers,
For book club lovers
To place with others on the shelf.
I’m dreaming of some print fiction,
With every library I see,
May you turn each page with anxious glee,
And may all books once have been a tree.
I’m dreaming of a real novel,
The kind you hold with both your hands.
With check out and check in,
The books don’t glisten
The kind your mother understands.
I’m dreaming of a card catalog,
With every pixel, link, and byte,
May your books be heavy, not bright,
And may all your text be black on white.
for previous Hectic Pace Christmas parodies, see:
Away at the Ref Desk (2011)
Jingle Books (2009)
Dewey the Decimal Maker (2008)
he Grump Who Stole Libraries (2006)
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