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Clothes of invisibility and manners, we all have an imaginary World where we withdraw into when things go astray.

The following is a lighthearted look as to why this occurs in my own day to day life.

All through life, has this bothered you Always there but somehow never seen Maybe shyness, contributed to this condition Maybe it is just the situation Trouble beckons, call for invisibility There are occasions when it offends standing in queues, waiting patiently Overlooked again, due to casual stance Is this the time for your chances They are your own, inner voice says Now in adulthood the problem persists Clothes of invisibility do indeed exist Invisible clothing on display Standing at the bar of local pub, waiting, waiting, waiting Service to the left, right, and even behind you Speak up an inner voice calls out You whisper excuses and tell it to be quiet You do not suffer fools easily Letting yourself down with this excuse of invisibility Speak up, speak up, the voice continues. I will, I will, shouting out silently Your turn it comes, now you speak too softly I am sorry your accent threw me Angriness swells but is controlled Are you joining me today my friend invisibility? Many a time you have walked away Come back, come back, you hear them shout You enter your invisible World unable to return On occasions, returning to The Land of our Father’s Welcomes are many without any accent problems Waiting at the bar of yet another Pub A voice brings you back to Earth. A pint of best bitter quietly said, coming right up without any delay Invisibility is gone today, Hooray for manners, inner voice says.

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