The Shine Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen

The Shine

This year I will shine and hold my tongue
When my neighbour, an unbearable snob goes on about
The lazy working-class.
Since I write and he doesn't read he assumes we are
In the same clique and invite me to the golf-club and
Invited to drinks and asked to give my view of the current
Situation,
I will not tell them they are tax cheats and fat bastards,
The problems in life are them and not the poor.
I will, for once, be a success if only I can hold my tongue.