The Polite Visitor
I FEEL polite, outside the door;
But when it should begin,
I can't remember Not to ask
If just their Cat is in.
And if the Sun should sprinkle through
Along the floor that way,
I can't remember what I do
If I am Urged to Stay.
And when I've shaken hands all round,
—No matter how I try,
I can't remember Not to go
And Kiss their Dog good-by,
—Good-by,
—Good-by!
Yes, thank you, please.—They're Very Well;
—I think I'd better go.
Yes, thank you, please. I'm always late;
But when it should begin,
I can't remember Not to ask
If just their Cat is in.
And if the Sun should sprinkle through
Along the floor that way,
I can't remember what I do
If I am Urged to Stay.
And when I've shaken hands all round,
—No matter how I try,
I can't remember Not to go
And Kiss their Dog good-by,
—Good-by,
—Good-by!
Yes, thank you, please.—They're Very Well;
—I think I'd better go.
Yes, thank you, please. I'm always late;
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