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This poem uses only one vowel.

Look for old books 
tools for monks or schools
not throngs of morons or fools

Books of logs, songs, or plots
so good for both
lords of gold crowns, poor folk, or common crowds.
Short books for cool schoolboys
Long plots for old croons. 

Books of doom or gloom
Of hollows or ghosts
who morph, roll, or stomp on tombs
To spook
Boys not grown too old

Books of Lord God
of monk’s cloth smocks
fond of bold, non-stock fonts
Words of comfort, joy, or
Sorrow soon forgot. 

Cookbooks for moms or pops
To cook bowls of food
Cow, pork, or fowl
Good hot or cold
For spoon or fork

Books of old, long plots 
told to tots.
Of swords, trolls
Worts, orcs
Gowns, crowns
Hoods, moors.

Books of booms, shots, bombs, crooks.
Tom blows down doors
robs from shops
Holds lots of loot
worth tons of gold
Two pro cops
Don Johnson, Otto Goodson
both born for bold jobs
Shoot for Tom 
Tom bolts down blocks
Two cops shoot Tom down.
Tom folds, scowls, howls
Blood drops down to
forms pools of color.
Shows boys
How not to do wrong.

Books for long, slow morns
Crows roost on tops of corn crops
Honk to mock dogs who howl for moon. 
Horn owls hooting from wood lofts
Frogs hop from pond to pond
Hogs root for rows of slop
Tocks of clocks from old rooms
Moms comb soft, blond locks
scold sons who forgot to do schoolwork

Books of old north woods
Spot cods’ food
worms on hooks 
Flocks of storks and loons honk
Flown off lochs, pools, or ponds.
Fog rolls on top of rock moss
Now cold monsoon storm blows
snow frost drops onto sod

Strong wolf, fox too, on prowl for
Ox or colt
Wolf spots short, brown colt 
who romps on top of wood logs
Wolf growls, howls
Colt bolts off
Wolf swoops onto poor colt
Colt’s mom, bronco, trods down onto wolf
knocks wolf’s top
Worn wolf trots off.
Colt follows mom, ok for now. 

Books of cosmos
To know how world works
from of old.
Of Ohms, of volts, shocks
Glow from orbs, worlds, odd oblong forms. 
Of photons, protons, rows of bonds.

Do not grow too worn 
to look for old books. 
Books hold colors, odors, or tools.
Worlds form wholly 
only from words. 

Listen to some original accompanying music. Wreck - YouTube