The Book Theif Poem

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None other was the elusive girl, the one we call Leisel.
A girl also named for a books revival.

Leisel was a girl of much bravery. But to Death's taste, was it really that savory?

Leisel was always partners with nightmare.
Could days get any brighter?

No other tale has a greater treat, then to hear the story of the Book Thief.

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