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
- Валерий Брюсов – Дворец любви
- Evenèn, An’ Maidens Out At Door by William Barnes
- Валерий Брюсов – К финскому народу
- The Iliad: Book VI (excerpt) poem – Alexander Pope
- Sonnet 122: Thy gift, thy tables, are within my brain by William Shakespeare
- An Ode to the Queen by William Topaz McGonagall
- Black Stone On Top Of Nothing by Philip Levine
- Bride and Groom Lie Hidden for Three Days by Ted Hughes
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Прометей
- Низами Гянджеви – Когда ее ароматом неслышно ветер повеет
- VERY DISTURBING by Satish Verma
- Oh Who Is That Young Sinner poem – A. E. Housman
- Владимир Высоцкий – Песня о вещем Олеге
- Юрий Верховский – Вариации на тему Пушкина
- Вероника Тушнова – Кто-то в проруби тонет
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.