They're fucking you over, your Mum and Dad. They won't admit it, but they are. They're not leaving you the world they've had. At least that's how it's been so far.
That they were fucked over in their turn Doesn't make it right. It is for each of us to learn As it is to fight.
Pretend parents will take offence, no doubt, At words this harsh and strong. Well pull your bloody finger out And prove Mr Larkin wrong.
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