Humanity i love you

　　because you would rather black the boots of

　　success than enquire whose soul dangles from his

　　watch-chain which would be embarrassing for both

　　parties and because you

　　unflinchingly applaud all

　　songs containing the words country home and

　　mother when sung at the old howard

　　Humanity i love you because

　　when you're hard up you pawn your

　　intelligence to buy a drink and when

　　you're flush pride keeps

　　you from the pawn shops and

　　because you are continually committing

　　nuisances but more

　　especially in your own house

　　Humanity i love you because you

　　are perpetually putting the secret of

　　life in your pants and forgetting

　　it's there and sitting down

　　on it

　　and because you are

　　forever making poems in the lap

　　of death Humanity

　　i hate you