Dashing through the stacks  with a Kindle in my arms  Dodgin’ folks dirty looks  They’re immune to e-book charms  Hand-held ring tones sing  Mine plays Three Dog Night What fun it is to mobilize My library tonight.    Oh, blog and chat, LOL  Facebook all the way  Oh, what fun it is to Tweet  my deep thoughts every day  Blog and chat, LOL  Facebook all the way  My status says “I’m almost home.”  More WordTwist I will play.   I used to go offline But now it makes me Jones  How can you dodge the grid  with Netbooks and iPhones?  …

(sung to the tune of Rudolf the Red-nosed Reindeer) You know Dana and Dempsey  and Avram and Nutter. S.R. and Putnam and Berman and Cutter.   But do you recall The most famous librarian of all?   Dewey the Decimal Maker had a healthy love of tens. He saw the scattered book shelves through his metric decimal lens.   All of the other book worms still liked keeping books on chains. They knew a book’s location– kept it locked up in their brains.   Then one fateful shelving day a cataloger caught the bug Dewey with your decimal scheme 1-3-5-point-3 …

Twas the night before migration, when all through ‘brary Not a creature was stirring, not even Homeless Harry. The doors were all locked and the reading room bare, In hopes the IT department soon would be there. The good books were nestled all snug on their carts, They seemed random to those without library smarts. With Starbucks in hand, the IT crew stood tall, The director had retired to sleep through it all. When up at the front desk there arose such a clatter, I sprang from the server room to see what was the matter. Away from my command …