You could have knocked me over with a feather when it turned out that the song my nieces and nephew chose for an impromptu s’mores-sugar-fueled campfire performance last weekend was the Dewey Decimal Rap. “You need info? You know where to go. Go to the library!” they chanted, while strutting around the backyard with bits of marshmallow and chocolate on their faces. It was silly and wonderful, and too good not to share. Enjoy!