A Study of Reading Habits

Philip Arthur Larkin

1922 to 1985

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A Study of Reading Habits - Track 1

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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