Classic Poem

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;
My Mother told me so.

Yes, thank you!—If I Have to Bring
A message,—yes, I'll come;
—And if your Bird will only Sing;
—And when your Cat is home.