Manners Has He None - Poem by Orlando Belo
Bertie Snood is extremely rude,
he burps and trumps all day.
He doesn't care who hears him swear,
he just smiles and walks away.
Sorry, excuse me, or pardon me,
never once passes his lips.
Cursing and wind are a part of life, he says,
and we do occasionally let one or the other slip.
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