Classic Poem

OF COURTESY

I F you are Good, for Goodness' Sake be grateful
And mind your Manners! — Don't make Virtue hateful.

The Porcupine, whom one must Handle, gloved,
May be Respected, but is never Loved.

G OOD Manners may in Seven Words be found:
Forget Yourself and think of Those Around.

The gruff Rhinoceros is Armor-clad;
He needs to be — his Temper is so Bad.