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The nerve breaks when I take haughty disdain from brainy dons, who pitch their illuminating statements at a level high enough to snuff my trial efforts in verbal contribution. Confusion besets me to witness the fleet flitting of minds unkindly disposed - eager to expose my grosser lapses in cerebral sophistication - impatient with any display of lay stupidity. The lid of some inner box is lifted, to employ a toy of indeterminate brand; but the hand which plans to reach out and inspect it offends - sending danger signals of imminent rejection.      If harsh the comment on my words might be,      just spare my thoughts which are especially `Me'.