The Individualist

When I get a child, I get him with fixed intent; I don't get him by accident. I get him because I am content with life, Satisfied with myself, And because I love my wife.

When the child is born, I am full of scorn At thought of other children. By instinct I divine There never was so fine a boy as mine. I think this, because I am satisfied with life, Conceited with myself, And because I love my wife.

And I want to keep my son, I want to finish what I have begun. It is one of the keenest pleasures that I know To feed a child and watch him grow. I don't want to give him to the State; I want to share him with my mate.

I like going into hustling life. To bring back something for my boy and wife. I do this because the old Brave Hunted from the cave. Because a lion in the wilderness Kills for the cub and lioness, And because I am satisfied with life, Conceited with myself, And because I love my wife.