There wasn’t much to talk about.
When everyone had their say.
There were polite hellos
And hey, nice car!
And isn’t this a wonderful day?
And how are you I’m okay!
And saying this many ways.
So it doesn’t get boring.
No one wants waring
Ideas and thoughts or dirty talking.
Ignore that filthy mouth!
Keeps it up, he is out!
Out of society!
Won’t be quiet, he
Needs a firm boot on his thoat!
Toss a man into his moat.
Bugger can’t swim then float!
Talkin’ back done cause he won’t
Climb from the moat again
Less he subjects and then
Maybe be allowed to climb out.
The boy had Harkensons. He was in bad shape!