Mr. Bow

Mr. Bow

Have you never heard of Mr. Bow?
He’s the one with etiquettes in tow.
He is this very respectable man,
Having drunk manners from a tin can.

He bows so low, his nose meets his knees,
Watching him, somebodies cackle like geeze.
He stands like a waiter until the other sits.
His courtesies can annoy people to bits.

Only once has he ever done a thing improper,
But he chose his fiancée in front of whom to err:
When they went to a party at her friend’s place,
Our Mr. Bow sneezed across her face!


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