Manners Has He None
Bertie Snood was extremely rude,
he burped and trumped all day.
He didn't care who heard him swear.
he'd just smile and walk away.
A sorry, excuse me, or pardon me
never once passed his lips.
Passing wind he says is a natural thing,
and occasionally we all let one slip.
poem by Orlando Belo
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