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cheers to orev and bobbie for this one

This be the Verse, by Philip Larkin

They fuck you up, your mum and dad.
They may not mean to, but they do.
They give you all the faults they had
And add some extra, just for you.

But they were fucked up in their turn
By fools in old-style hats and coats,
Who half the time were soppy-stern
And half at one another's throats.

Man hands on misery to man.
It deepens like a coastal shelf.
Get out as early as you can,
And don't have any kids yourself.


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Aug. 29th, 2013 10:13 am (UTC)
Excellent poem, that.
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