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Philip Larkin - A Study Of Reading Habits
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	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 cloak 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.
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