“You write poetry?” Klaus asked. He had read a lot about poets but had never met one.
“Just a little bit,” Isadora said modestly. “I write poems down in this notebook. It’s an interest of mine.”
“Sappho!” Sunny shrieked, which meant something like “I’d be very pleased to hear a poem of yours!”
-The Austere Academy, Lemony Snicket
SUNNY?? MR. SNICKET?? WHAT??














