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
- The Sequel to a Reminiscence poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- Even if I don’t hear your voice, I know by Vinko Kalinic
- Goblins Of The Steppes poem – Alexander Pushkin
- Владимир Маяковский – Селькор
- The Bonifratrian Hospital by Nijole Miliauskaite
- An Abandoned Factory, Detroit by Philip Levine
- Sonnet 32: If thou survive my well-contented day by William Shakespeare
- Ольга Высотская – Детский сад
- A Prayer in the Prospect of Death by Robert Burns
- Владимир Британишский – Кипренский. Портрет С.С. Уварова 1816 год
- Like The Water by Wendell Berry
- Untitled XXVI by Yunus Emre
- Кондратий Рылеев – Князю Смоленскому
- I Just Wanna Make You Mine Girl by Miraj Patel
- Владимир Высоцкий – Не отдавайте в физики детей
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.