They FOLLOW meee .. :o

Fat square things sitting on my desk; spoke to me one day
Spoke like human being, boasting aloud; they'll never let me go astray

That one hard bound in the shelf, with a hard cover; seduces me at every chance
That attention seeker which appears matty; if not heeded pokes me with a lance

Crazy stuff in those thick things; i don't understand
The sky is blue, the earth is green; gravity makes you sleep and stand

Sherlock, Harry, Dickson, Larsson are names it sometimes spits
Tries hard, thinks itself very smart; but I never get hit

My father says, the record it plays; has wise stuff wrapped around
My tiny head, though artistic says; I'll run if you make a single sound