I love to think of things I hate In moments of mopishness; I hate people who sit up straight, And youths who smirk about their "date," And the dates who smirk no less. I hate children who clutch and whine, And the arrogant, virtuous poor; And critical connoisseurs of wine, And everything that is called a shrine, And Art and Literature. I hate eggs and I hate the hen; I hate the rooster, too. I hate people who wield the pen, I hate women and I hate men; And what's more, I hate you. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...EPIGRAMS: BOOK I, 1 by MARCUS VALERIUS MARTIALIS A TERRE (BEING THE PHILOSOPHY OF MANY SOLDIERS) by WILFRED OWEN ON HOMER'S BIRTHPLACE by ANTIPATER OF SIDON THE PENDULUM by JURGIS BALTRUSHAITIS RECOGNITION by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN MY ONLY TITLE by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT HOMUNCULUS IN PENUMBRA by GORDON BOTTOMLEY |