Huge cylinder of plastic sheet
Stood silently on the road
An opening then appeared
Cut by an invisible knife
Revealing volumes of works by Lu Xun
Free left overs, I suddenly remembered
From a book sale on campus
Hilarious, I went over
But in a puff of smoke
It vanished
A trash truck passed, I was told
I saw a glimpse of of it
And frantically ran after it, driving fast
Then it stopped
Some workers got off from the flatbed
Empty, when I got close
6/10/2026
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Magic disappears in a puff of smoke and so did this. Well said
I forgot this so I rewrote it.
A huge cylinder of plastic sheet
Stood in the middle of the street
It baffled my wisdom because
I could not see the contents of it
Suddenly it was torn apart a little
Some books protruded through
New and old works of Xun LU
And other tiles all so cool
It downed upon me that a used book sale
Was held on campus on a large scale
These must be the leftovers of it
To be weighed on the recycle station scale
They should be free to grab so I rushed over
In a puff of smoke it was there no longer
A garbage truck just went by I was told
Seeing it quickly driving away I ran after
Finally it stopped at a street corner
It was a flatbed truck, carrying many a worker
When I approached it however
I did not see a shadow of the cylinder
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