More poetry - Larkin this time

I'm dipping in and out of the Faber & Faber collection I picked up the other day.

Currently on Phillip Larkin's High Window. And of course, I've picked this one out to amuse us all with.....

Phillip 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.