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I Was Livid The Day They Offered Me The Nobel Prize

This letter arrived this morning.. "Dear Sir, it is with great honour to inform you That with the perspicuity of realistic narrative art And the diversity and universality of myth Your work illuminates the human condition in the world of today You have therefore been awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature Cheers, you're the man." What audacity To disturb this idiosyncratic taste bubble This stun and cut bluestocking My 35 second play My mango tango d drops My surgical quality I ain't getting on a horizontal float wheel Stockholm can screw themselves When reprobate blackguards are inferring I'll stay here If there's a need for shooting to start I'll start shooting Fun bags and polluted cities Round off my morning, honey Time for a tea Medieval queens used to drink pints I'll 'ave two for breakfast I am not for sale Stockholm Captain Hook went to Eton I've got my bachelors Leave this knack mental giant alone by-blows

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