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 Barry Kennedy

   Rude People  

 

I don’t want to be a prude

 

But today people can be rude.

 

They talk loud on their cell,

 

Not caring how I feel.

 

Some blow smoke my way,

 

Making me cough all day.

 

Some cut me off on the freeway,

 

Causing me to try and get away.

 

Some wear some strong perfume

 

That makes me sneeze and fume.

 

 

What can I do about these people?

 

Yell loud to the highest steeple:

 

 “Stop being so rude and impolite,”

 

And try with all my might

 

Not to be a rude person.

 

No matter what the reason!

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