Short Good Manners Poems
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From time to time, there emerge new trends
in music and man's behavior,
fashion and accessories.
Following these is not
wrong or bad unless
it goes against
the order
of the
Lord.
Good manners have no price tag.
The following will get you so very far in life.
Always say...
Please.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
Date written: 02/20/2023
Cows of the Month, we're here!
This is a badge of honor, my dears,
Trophy of the year, hear, hear,
Once we were 'good little girls',
Now Cows of the Month do twirl,
Excuse me, what did you call me?
The basics, good manners for tea!
Cows of the Month, hear, hear,
It's trophy of the year, my dears!
Good Manners an asset,
Wise and appreciative,
Excellence through the years, defined by God,
New goals to set for myself,
Divine guidance and patience,
Onto hobbies and interests,
Love for relatives and friends,
Yesterdays beautiful memories
Now the written word.
Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz
Uninvited unexpected guests or they soliciting,
who either knock on my door or my doorbell they ring,
will not get a response from me without first hearing,
Vocal Identification,
of whoever is behind my door knocking or doorbell ringing.
ANNOUNCE YOURSELF. Have Some Consideration.
It's simply good manners in my opinion.
A constant ache
A raging churn
Within my heart
The pulse of it
Throws me under
One… Two… Three… Four
One… Two… Three… Four
One… Two… Three… Four
Then the silence
It boils inside
Pointing fingers
Not good manners
The aching stops
Silence is dread
Seconds, minutes
Hours, days, weeks... soon
The day will come
My soul will ache
Is this one of the sins of the twenty-first century, increased tenfold by social media affecting relationships?
Have you been uncouth or met one of the uncouth?
(Adjective: lacking in good manners, refinement, or grace.)
:
Infidelity
Well, I guess I'm uncouth
I lied
And didn't tell them
The truth
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
Be charming
If you can't be charming
Be personable
If you can't be personable
Call me
I can't either
and I'll beat the piss out of you
You miserable jit bag
This isn't a threat it's a promise
Think of me as a last resort
We all set goals, we all make plans
But if your mission is a mess
you just gotta abort
Call anytime
1-800 GET REAL
Verses
Should I have lived a life
Without upsetting anyone
I’ll sulk in my grave
Should I have lived a life
Without the madness of love
Bewails will rot my coffin
Should I have lived a life
Of politeness and good manners
Howling wind my voice
Should I have lived a life
Not seen the beauty of a snowdrop
Black soil and blindness
Retirement and the remote control,
This sounds like a whinge in an ode,
Retired men and remote controls,
Includes, "Who gave old men phones?"
Is this what 'golden years' meant?
Defensible violence to retired men?
You'll be getting good manners for tea,
And not much more from me!
Don't you turn T-Rex on me!
I want a turn on that remote control, please,
You've turned into a sook and a toad,
My 'golden years' whinge in an ode!
Today, I need to say
Thank you to all who pass my way
Thank you is a word,
That is not so much in play
Too busy to say thank you
Too stressed to share a smile
Some just can't be bothered,
It stands out a mile.
Etiquette and good manners
Are they becoming things of the past
Saying please and thank you.
Are needed, meant to last,
These expressions of gratitude
We cannot do without
So altogether now PLEASE, SHOUT
THANK YOU.
Here I am my compatriot
Do not bore me with inanity
Stay in your lane dear friend
And let me stay in mine
For this is the season of anomie
Tempers are high and boiling over
Do not try to teach me good manners
Cause my patience has run out
And I can no longer listen to lies
Spewed from the pit of hell
To justify the position of your paymaster
While our father land
Gradually disappears from
The global map of decency
Patriotism calls and we must obey
An open letter to chicks like thee,
You wait until you're nearly sixty-three,
You'll end up talking like me,
You'll sound like the Dead Grandmas Society,
Fine-thinking women, very snippy,
Got no time for nasties and rudies,
"What's this?" "What's for tea?"
"A plate of good manners from me!"
(And the Dead Grandmas Society!),
A fact of life, real scary,
When you're nearly sixty-three,
Words appear from the clouds, prithee,
You'll sound like the Dead Grandmas Society........
Old country house rich colored rugs hot wind
Gallopping hair whipped wildly at his cheeks
Solid double doors top of stairway top coat
Mantlepiece photographs in ornate frames
Small white dog head between its paws
China tea perfect lawn afternoon ceremony
Bowler hat spirited distinguished manner
Smile of welcome, something in his eyes
She trusted his good manners + hospitality
Embraced the shadowy play of candlelight
Scent of peppermint musk vanilla surprise!
you say am harmful yet so harmless
I'm so useful yet u call me useless
I have good manners yet u say I'm manner-less
You just treat me like a devil yet am sinless
I've got a brain yet u say am brainless
whatever you call me in your rage
God made me wonderfully in his image
I am a woman yes but not your tool
you have made me look like a fool
you married me to live in your house, Yes
but not to treat me as a slave and you the boss
I am a woman yes,but u need me in your life.
Thank yous or pleases, will not spread diseases
They can be put to use as you will
It’s a guaranteed fact that politeness and tact
Have never made anyone ill
Civility’s free you can take it from me
That it won’t cost a penny old chum
Practice a while with your Sunday best smile
Impoliteness makes everyone glum
Good manners are things that shouldn’t have strings
Every day they must be put to use
Exploit etiquette you will garner respect
‘cause for rudeness there is no excuse
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