I've known some persons who when jostled or clinked Take affront to their person, companion or drink; Such people avoid, as avoid they to think For the quicksand of wrath is bitter drink. Christ never elbowed Himself into line Nor hoarded a treasure; fish, bread or the wine; And never He schemed or harboured design Preaching the poor or invited to dine. I take no offence at the bump of the hip And less (rest assured) at the foot of the trip; Yet what causes these acts angry flip Neither nod nor 'excuse me' from the same lip. In full men such a response oft causes the welt In vain boys such manners cry out for the belt; With oldsters one humbles, their respect he is dealt With ladies be charming, and their hearts are soon melt. Much has been said on good manners and wrote And is on such words you perpetually dote You'll likely acquire a most confident vote When others together of you should take note. Max Stadnyk
