Manners
Manners manners ,
where can they be.
Asking for quiet at the library,
was that wrong of me?
The sign says that cell phones are banned,
but are being used by every woman and man.
The inside voice don't exist anymore.
It's okay to scream like we're all out doors.
Laughing and joking, and the musical tones,
these fools are not kids, they are all long sense grown.
I remember in church when I was a child,
sitting still and straight was all that was allowed.
If I was to wiggle giggle or squirm,
to the seat of my pants a lesson was burned.
Lessons learned waiting in line, patience displayed,
what ever happened to the good old days?
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