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In the library's hallowed hall,
Stands a librarian, statuesque and tall,
Her glasses perched upon her nose,
Her sensuous curves in tailored clothes.
Her voice a husky, sultry purr,
Her words a temptation to connoisseurs,
As she whispers bookish lore,
Her beauty and brains, an allure.
Her fingers trace along the spines,
Caressing words, igniting minds,
Her librarian's cardigan, a tease,
Hiding secrets that no one sees.
Her eyes, a smoldering ember,
Her laughter a sensual September,
With knowledge as her aphrodisiac,
She stirs up fantasies, both wild and erotic.
Her presence electrifies the air,
Her wit and charm beyond compare,
A sexy librarian, a captivating sight,
A bookish temptress, igniting the night.