This Be The Verse
They fuck you up, your mom and dad
They may not mean to, but they do.
They fill you with the faults they hat
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.
Im besten Profilkurs Englisch des ganzen Bertha-von-Suttner Gymnasiums bei Frau Nellissen haben wir dieses geile poem durchgenommen. Wenn das nicht geil is, dann weiß ich auch nich... *grins*