The dangers of learning
Dark, gloomy were his pensive eyes.
- Get lost, professah, go away!
- A "wanted man" am I.
-Why so sad? Are you not fed
-Exotic crumbs from foreign lands?
- Do not your ears feast as well
- On Babel, La Fontaine, Marvell?
Before I heard his full report
On joys of an enlightened life,
Security left but a spot
Of gourmet roach erudite.
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