#thisbetheverse

[ceejayheff]

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.

Philip Larkin

[blissdaisies]

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.

Philip Larkin

[mylesaway1988]

#poemoftheday #thisbetheverse #philiplarkin

[mind-palace-poet]

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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. #AnneClark #thisbetheverse #PhilipLarkin #Mom #Dad

[the-queen-of-nowhere]

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.

Phillip Larkin

[thesearejusttosay]

With apologies to Philip Larkin

This be the note

I ate them up, the plums you had Been saving for your morning meal Forgive me, please, and don't be mad They had a cold and sweet appeal. You ate my peaches just last week That I intended for a pie, And when confronted had the cheek To feed me some outrageous lie. We eat each others' food too much. It's going to make us scream and shout. You put up labels: "do not touch", And as for me, I'll just eat out.