The Egyptian and The Glue

So I helped myself to a little bit of glue
To pass the time so I should not stew
Only in the flicker of dusks finally light
Seen to me a holy man giving last rites
Many there are silent and subdued
Waited for this holy man to conclude

I however had a little more glue

In the window shown a full moon bright
From it seen much ruin and a terrible sight
Beyond the ruin stood a battered knight
Holding a stone tablet inscribed with runes
Telling of many future misfortunes
Knowing of this I did not know

I just lay on the floor with my glue

I heard a tap-tappin' on the door
As I lay here sprawled on this floor
The door slowly creaked open
There before me stood an Egyptian
In my fatuity I said, a librarian
No, the Egyptian replied, disciplinarian

Trying to take another run at the glue

My Egyptian disciplinarian friend
Bent down took the glue and said
Of this is not for you, I reprehend
This I could not comprehend
Laying there I could only pretend
While my Egyptian disciplinarian friend

With glue to face walked through the door
Sheilah Say 08.08.2021