Table Manners Poem by Gelett Burgess

Table Manners

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THE Goops they lick their fingers,
And the Goops they lick their knives;
They spill their broth on the tablecloth-
Oh, they lead disgusting lives!
The Goops they talk while eating,
And loud and fast they chew;
And that is why I'm glad that I
Am not a Goop-are you?

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Shane 20 November 2017

I was read this poem early in life by my mother and always at the dinner table. It was her version of the Lord's Prayer. I have to say I have impeccable etiquette LOL I am also ever grateful for the experience and God help Goops at my dinner table: -

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Pranab K Chakraborty 08 August 2015

Good poem with its good manner of representation as a classic mood. Nice.

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Ramesh T A 08 August 2015

The poet is disgusted of bad table manners and says that in this simple poem well!

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Gelett Burgess

Gelett Burgess

Boston, Massachusetts
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