Little Miss Manny Manners, a poem by Ilene Dover at Spillwords.com

Little Miss Manny Manners

Little Miss Manny Manners

written by: Ilene Dover

 

Cute little Miss Manny Manners
Was as polite as polite could be,
Now dressed so prim and proper,
A lady, for sure, to a ‘T’.

Who would suspect for a moment,
That she, in her high heels and hat,
Could make noises fit for a monkey,
A fahter, alas, think of that!

She of course professed not to hear it.
What a lady then could she be?
One just had to guess then, who was it?
Was she the fahter, the fahtee?

None could accuse Manny Manners,
Looking so fine and so proud,
Cause ladies don’t faht-if they do so;
They do so, quiet, not loud.

Her cheeks became red; she was blushing.
How guilty she looked, one might say.
The fan hid her face, ‘twas such a disgrace,
She hastened to vanish away.

Her perfume dissolved in the odor
As she ran for the door all a-glow.
Say good-bye to her former position,
She’s now one of the guys, you must know.

Such is the fate of a fahter,
Be she fine, or lesser than that.
It equals us all, be we short or tall,
Be we but skinny or fat.

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