We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
You might try reading the entire poem a few times. While the Romantics often used exaggerated imagery, Shelley used it with a purpose. When you remember that Shelley's Skylark is a divine being, the imagery doesn't seem so out of place. Shelley argues that human existence is languorous and "Our sincerest laughter with some pain is fraught", while the Skylark sings with pure joy.
We look before and after,
And pine for what is not:
Our sincerest laughter
With some pain is fraught;
Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.