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: : : : : can someone please help me interpret the poem, "a study of reading habits" : : : : : : : 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 ! : : 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, : : Seems far to familiar. Get stewed: : : Books are a load of crap. : :

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