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Civilization
Civilized and diplomatic?
Not completely yet, I fear,
For so often I am tempted,
Want to spit right in your ear.
And sometimes, I say politely,
"Won't you come again? Do, please,"
When I'd like to kick your shin-bones
From your ankles to your knees.
And, as you sit there babbling on,
While I say, "You are such fun,"
Maybe I would like to grab you,
Pull each hair out, one by one.
Partly civilized but fearful,
That veneering isn't stout,
And I hope that you aren't with me
When within breaks through without.