The veil of Time I ponder through.
There is ample held onto
Of a bygone habiliment
In my figurative descent!
This is an antique citizenry
Restored as twere; cobweb-free!
Out the museum, bowed off in
As courteous-paced pulled thing.
Lords and Ladies of Etiquette
Named for titles, in roles yet
Quaintly comic, hat-blown, correct
Do's and Dont's show of respect.
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