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.
Just about sums it up for me at the minute!
On a brighter note, I got word today that I can have the time off I need to go to The Big Chilland I already have a reservation penciled in at Chez le brokenhouse.
Much love.
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.
Just about sums it up for me at the minute!
On a brighter note, I got word today that I can have the time off I need to go to The Big Chilland I already have a reservation penciled in at Chez le brokenhouse.
Much love.
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how about a tour of the castle grounds? they do the best ice cream ever there... and you know how messy ice cream can get
come on england!