Clive James Poem
This is a deliciously funny poem by Clive James about a writer's professional jealousy that the Times reprinted in their blog. It's old and I've heard it before, but it's still funny! It begins:
The book of my enemy has been remaindered... read the rest of the poem
And I am pleased.
Geoff once told me this one. I don't know where it comes from. It's short and pretty funny, too. It goes something like this:
I am siting in the smallest room in the house
with your review of my book before me
soon it will be behind me...
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