Manners Poems - Poems about Manners

At his wife he shouted: I’ve had my fill; your cooking gets first prize for swill. Why, it isn’t even fit for a hungry pig. Is that why, she shouted, you down big and bigger portions, and why your nose dives blindly into it and disappears? Wake up, porky. What do you suppose I’ve been feeding all these years?...

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It is here that children are given instructions on what it means to be human. We make men at it, we make women. Joy Harjo her poem Perhaps the World Ends Here Supper Table There was a time when the supper table was a gathering place. A time when children and parents sat down together. A time when television, computers, cell phones didn’t...

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Lamarck’s ‘Theory of Use and Disuse’, By giraffes seems subjected to misuse. They learnt the table manners, Eating through gaps of manors. This photo of theirs gets million reviews! ...

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Stop biting thy tongue… all it shall bring is a taste for self destruction as the sanguine beckons it’s spirits and spits down thy lung. ...

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Quietly waiting at the table legs swinging… Then, Aunty Jean brings in green soup. Mother-glares at me, sister-stares with me at the cold green soup. Is it medicine, pond slime, mushed frogs? ...at least twenty spoonfuls long. Silently I say, “Ugh!” Quietly waiting at the table… Aunty Jean brings in passionfruit cheese-cake, cream dessert. Is it more slime, frog spawn, tadpole eyes...? Oh no, it’s a giant slice. I take one bite… “Oh,” says Uncle Ron, “Don’t...

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I gave a gift, he took it, and then he set it aside. Maybe it is too narrow, or maybe it is too wide. The flu is going around, so maybe his voice is hoarse. Maybe it needs a bow. Then he'd know it's a gift, of course. Perhaps he doesn't like it. Then I'd give it to another. I...

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I worry about a deep scratch, That is on the glass, not the hatch. On couch, keep a clutch - Your blow’s a bit much, When farts, with a stain, do dispatch....

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I've refused to quite believe it The first thing I'll cast into pit: A man keeping a grace feline, Whereas he quaffs a lot of wine; Better than all of us name signs, Fine Table Manners as he dines; In the streets makes no careless call, Steady strides while The Sober fall. Keep I shall taxing my poor wit: An endless search for answers...

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SOCIAL MEDIA I don’t know much about social media I need help from an encyclopaedia Social media has its place I would rather talk face to face Although, I do like texting and emailing too They are the easiest things to do But, you can’t get a hug via text or email You could try but you would fail You could even write a...

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manners maketh man as time slips by men in short supply...

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there once was a sly swimmer bloke whose manners were sure to provoke his form was unique a brand new technique he mastered the women’s breaststroke...

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*** C A T and the SPHINX*** Cat is on the prowl Without taking a step! Proud fellow, often unseen, Gracefully gliding by. He feels he knows it all — At least all that is necessary to know — Of the far, the wide, on Past the doors and through the walls. Cat tallies his receipts From his surroundings,...

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Merlin the cranky cat sat around getting fat. Wanting to be heard he mewed and purred. He yowled and howled and even growled all with the same result. He felt it quite the insult. He snarled and hissed What had he missed? He tried a mewl and lost his cool. Short of a caterwaul what should he call? A tiny squeak perhaps? Were they taking naps? Chirrups and chirps brought no...

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My mom has eyes like a hawk. They‘re in the back of her head. In town, she told me not to gawk. I followed down the path she led. We saw a tiger wearing skates I stared and saw her scowl! There was a basket full of snakes. Still she glared a look most foul! We watched a ferret playing...

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Pardon me, Excuse me, I'm sorry Don't say these words on a safari Lions will eat you A tiger will too Real soon you'll look like calamari...

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