It was actually becoming a common thing, for Fionna to find spare time and, making sure that no one was looking, popping in to read more of the poetry. It had started innocently enough when she and Chihiro had started poking around, but now Fionna was more interested in reading the romance poetry, especially the ones written by women. So making sure she was alone, she used her flashlight to find a dark, hidden corner of the library to start reading.

Wild nights! Wild nights!
Were I with thee,
Wild nights should be
Our luxury!
Futile the winds
To a heart in port,
Done with the compass,
Done with the chart.

Rowing in Eden!
Ah! the sea!
Might I but moor
To-night in thee!

Man, they spoke weird, some of this poetry stuff. She alraedy had a dictionary out.