Question

I love my books
they are the homes
of queens and fairies
knights and gnomes

Each time I read I make a call on some quaint person large or small.

Who welcomes me with a heartly hand and leads me through his

wonderland.
Each book is like
A city street
Along whose winding
Way I meet


New friends and old who laugh and sing
Mad take me off adventuring


"Answer the following questions"

a. Why does the poet love his book??

b. How does a quaint person welcome the poet???



please answer my question
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Answer 1

Answer:

Hey here's your answer

a) because the poet's imaginations says that the books are the homes of faries

knights and gnomes

b) the quaint person welcomes the poet with a heartly hand and leads me through his wonderland

Explanation:

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