When getting my nose in a book
Cured most things short of school,
It was worth ruining my eyes
To know I could still keep cool,
And deal out the old right hook
To dirty dogs twice my size.
Later, with inch-thick specs,
Evil was just my lark:
Me and my coat and fangs
Had ripping times in the dark.
The women I clubbed with sex!
I broke them up like meringues.
Don’t read much now: the dude
Who lets the girl down before
The hero arrives, the chap
Who’s yellow and keeps the store
Seem far too familiar. Get stewed:
Books are a load of crap.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Past One O’Clock … by Vladimir Mayakovsky
- My Last Poem by Rifat Ilgaz
- Джон Мильтон – О своей слепоте
- Let me be to Thee as the circling bird poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- Владимир Маяковский – Ты обут? Тебя обувает фабрика… (РОСТА №601)
- Epistle to the Rev. John M’Math by Robert Burns
- A Truthful Song by Rudyard Kipling
- Enemies by Siegfried Sassoon
- On His Eightieth Birthday by Walter Savage Landor
- English Poetry. Edna St. Vincent Millay. Assault. Эдна Сент-Винсент Миллей.
- Projector by Shreekumar Varma
- Epistle to Davie, A Brother Poet by Robert Burns
- Альфред де Мюссе – Друзья мои! Когда умру я
- Такахама Кёси – Драчливые петухи
- Владимир Маяковский – За женщиной
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
Philip Arthur Larkin (1922-1985), Commander of the Order of the British Empire, a Fellow of the Royal Society of Literature, Cavalier of the Order of the Companions of Honour, was an English poet, novelist, and librarian.