These Books Are Made For Walking

Getting into Literary Fiction

AnElephantCant always be factual
He suffers from a terrible affliction
By hook or by crook
He gets into a book
And rambles around in a world of pure fiction

He has daily Adventures like Tom Sawyer
Like Huck he has a lifestyle carefree
He is surprisingly healthy
Though not at all wealthy
Unlike the chap in Fitzgerald’s Great Gatsby

He isn’t too keen on the ocean
Although he loves The Old Man and the Sea
But in Moby Dick
Ahab has a sharp stick
In Treasure Island Long John Silver maroons folk with glee

Here in Scotland Iain Banks has a Wasp Factory
Sir Walter tells about Ivanhoe
Conan Doyle writes the truth
About the world’s greatest sleuth
Lewis Grassic Gibbon’s Sunset Song tells of woe

In Europe Camus describes The Stranger
And long ago Virgil quilled The Aeneid
Hesse exercises the brain
Kafka drives you insane
And Voltaire just delights with Candide

AnElephantCant pretend he’s philosophical
He struggles to comprehend Sartre
Heller confuses him anew
With Catch 22
He prefers to live in a World According to Garp

And he does adore literary ladies
Like Rebecca in drear Manderley
There is meddlesome Emma
Scarlett – please don’t condemn her
And the too fickle Madame Bovary

Of course he most admires Sir Lancelot
And tough guys like Philip Marlowe
James Bond he admires
Gandalf’s magic inspires
But Tarzan is AnElephant’s top hero