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Manners

Manners
Poem
Lionel Derbyshire

Everyday , every year , even now
Respect fades and goes away
Grace disappears all the time.
Rude is the new attraction
It is popular.
Thank you was elegant.
Now it is never said.
Please is from good breeding 
And it is delightful to say.
Nod and say hello 
Shake hands too.
Compliment and exchange smiles
It will get you somewhere.
An angry face is nobody's darling.
This the crude art of rude 
The curse of a twit.
A hypocrite in make up
His face changes
The reason for his mistakes
Crooks they are.
Call the spade A spade
Insults are awful regrets
It leaves holes in hearts.
Manners you have or not ..
If not ..
You will be despised such a lot.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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