English is the language of the spy

What is my crime that placed me in this cell?

What is my sin that I must never tell

I did not know my guilt for I felt none.

I was not destroyed in blood or bone

Satan fed me scruples till I broke

My mind was cracked like some dejected bone

I wanted to attend some lectures free

I went to Oxford ate all that I could see

To revive my thesis I would have to pay.

Dirac married late, why such delay?

I wish that he had died at 33.

His equation was the death of me.

2 percent of Brits are Ph.D

How shall I win,with IQ 63?

If I worked hard and made a better case

Academic standards seem debased.

Anyone can win a Nobel prize.

If you can read and write and tell good lies