Two wrongs may not make a right <br />But three wrongs means you’re on a roll. <br />Let my apprehension flow out with the tide. <br />Why not put one more to the final toll? <br />If you’re not tempted, just once more you lied. <br />At least I can be honest about dishonesty. <br />Behind my politeness I don’t cower and hide. <br /> <br />The way a prisoner would stare transfixed <br />At the ocean as it extends beyond the window bar. <br />Tension mounts the longer the temptation exists. <br />Preparing to pounce I move closer from a far, <br />A cat to dancing yarn, I can’t resist, <br />When I realize that this cat stands alone, <br />That my conformity ceases to persist. <br /> <br />Some people may say I am not proper. <br />I would reply politeness is just not me. <br />Ethics are important but cordiality I find <br />Far to restricting; I prefer to be free. <br />One can be polite and completely un-kind. <br />For this exercise in the inane I haven’t patience, <br />I’ll happily exist in the social rind. <br /> <br />- Please rate and/or comment, Thanks -<br /><br />Frederick Francis<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/manner-of-manners/
