The good librarian

I went to the library today
The librarian was dressed in gray
From hair to shoes she grinned and schmoozed
No matter what I did say.

I asked for Uncle Tom's Cabin
She told me she had nothin
Her stomach it growled although she was proud
And then I really knew somethin.

If you go to the library at noon
An' the librarian's holding a spoon
She'd rather eat peas then crawl on her knees
Looking for books for a loon.

But she did it anyway.