Today I read the whole 'Turn of the Screw'
By Henry James, before my son arose
And turned on the football. Thinking back to
The eighties, as a student, I once posed
In Birmingham Library, quite engrossed
In his 'Portrait of a Lady' although
My image of the author always goes
Back to the boredom I felt reading through
'The Ambassadors'. And so the score now
Is 2-1 to James. Good books, I've read two
Terrible, one. It's possible, of course
That twenty-five years on I might allow
More credit to the story I eschewed
Today I fed and drank upon his prose
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