Please take my seat on the bus Mrs Brown
I know it sounds strange in these days
A courteous act or slight sign of tact
Are lost in today’s modern ways
No one gives way on the roads anymore
The girl on the till never smiles
And meals in a restaurant are lacking a lot
Sauce swirls where food once came in piles
Last week I saw a young lady with pram
Which she struggled to get up some stairs
People passed by without giving a glance
Again showing nobody cares
So please take my seat on the bus Mrs Brown
It’s time to reverse modern trends
Before all our values are totally lost
Upon which Great Britain depends
© 2008 David Threadgold
Rambling Riddles & Rhymes
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