Tuesday, March 24, 2020

Here is Help for Whatever Ails You

Mortimer J. Readabook, the Medicine Man
by Susan bourrie


Mortimer J. Readabook, the Medicine Man,
Came to town in a big white van.
He came to cure the people’s ills,
But not with elixirs, potions, or pills.

Mortimer J. Readabook, the Medicine Man,
Sang this song as he drove his van,
”Readabook, Readabook is my name.
Finding readers is my game.
If you have a quiet nook
Where you can go and read a book,
You’ll be glad I came.
You’ll be glad I came.”


He drove through town at a cautious speed


And gave the people books to read.
“You look blue,” old Mortimer’d wink.
“Read this and you’ll be in the pink.”
 
“I’m so lonely,” said Mary Lou.
“Would you tell me what I should do?”
“Read this book,” he said, “to the end.
Then go next door.  Share it with a friend.”

He gave a baby a picture book
And said, “You can just rest and look.”
He gave old Mr. Media
An entire encyclopedia.
 
He gave a boy several books in Braille
And said he’d send some tapes by mail.
“We all are getting as fit as fiddles,”
Said the boys who got books of riddles.

Mortimer J. Readabook, the Medicine Man
Left town singing in his big white van.
All the women, children, and men
Hope he will soon be back again.
 
Mortimer J. Readabook, the Medicine Man
Drove off singing in his big white van,
“Readabook, Readabook is my name.
Finding readers is my game.
If you have a quiet nook                                                                                   
Where you can go and read a book,
You’ll be glad I came.
You’ll be glad I came.



Bourrie, Susan.  "Mortimer J. Readabook, the Medicine Man."  Humpty Dumpty's
Magazine, Nov. 1986. (a poem used to coincide with National Children's Book
Week), Illustrated by Daryll Collins.
 
Website:  www.susanbourrie.com  Email:  bourries@gmail.com
 

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