So you have found the broken book...
The one which I can't bare to look.
Behold! It is the book crook.
For I try so hard, and try agin;
but this book here, I cannot mend;
though hours and hours, I do spend.
I shall give it a daring fight.
It will resist, try it might;
But I shall conquer with a ferocious bite!
And when I am finished, I will dance;
And laugh, and sing, and cry, and prance;
For I destroyed this bothersome nuisance.
I'll fix it later.
