Respect Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen

Respect

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The Respect

I do my best have shower every day keep my nails clean
And when I left the merchant fleet learned to speak English
With a modulated voice never would you hear me swear.
I have been a sailor of the seven seas got lost in the Saragossa
My middle-class manners is a fake not even an actor can act
Every day he needs a break. Sometimes too I fall out of my role
Let it rip to the great consternation of those who were my friends.
As a lad, I lived in a pietistic Christian society they didn`t like pigs
But ate its meat (Religious Duplicity)
Pigs are not as many think dirty, but you have to keep their pen
Clean and clean them with soap and water, it is a mistake to
Think they like to sleep in their own dirt.
Nevertheless, a swine is a pig and as long as think along these
Lines nothing will ever change.

Saturday, November 19, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: thought
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