Watchmen (sort of) Repost
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I was asked by
flyingrat42 to repost the poem I had suggested in
watchdom
Seems kind silly to limit this poem's applicability to Sally/Laurie, when it applies to...uhm, everyone, everywhere, in all time. But, what the hey.
Philip Larkin - This Be The Verse
They fuck you up, your mum and dad.
They may not mean to, but they do.
They fill you with 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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Seems kind silly to limit this poem's applicability to Sally/Laurie, when it applies to...uhm, everyone, everywhere, in all time. But, what the hey.
Philip Larkin - This Be The Verse
They fuck you up, your mum and dad.
They may not mean to, but they do.
They fill you with 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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