Ms.Sheila

How Rude!

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You'll never guess who's visiting,

says my hubby with a smile.

He'll be coming over for dinner

and be staying for a while.

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It's not the friend I'm thinking, is it?
the one who is so rude?

Who talks and splatters when he eats

and spits out all his food?

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Oh No! the kids then whisper

faces twisted about in horror.

Don't let him come! Don't let him come!

Please don't let him come on over!

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His mom didn't teach him anything

when he was just a lad,

that talking, spewing and chewing

was horribly, horribly bad.

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It's really, really, very gross

watching him eat at our own table.

It's no wonder that we up and leave

the second that we're able.

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Well, he's coming! said my hubby.

So you can count on that, and

make sure that you treat him well,

politely matter of fact!

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I hear a knock, knock at the door.

Perhaps it's not really him?

We could pretend that we're not home

and then not let him in!

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Too late! The door's been opened

and he's walking right inside.

There's no place we can run to

and not a single place to hide.

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Dinner's ready...it's on the table.

No who is he seated beside?

Oh No! make it not by me!

Can I please go eat outside?

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Our guest is really friendly

as he chats between his bites.

A table that was clean before
is now simply quite a sight!

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Hubby glowers at each of us

as our faces turn to look away.

Yet all forks remain suspended

as his morsels go astray.

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Tiny pieces fly right past us

and land on centre plate.

Our faces show our horror

as we view just what he ate.

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Ewww! says a little squealing voice.

Disgusting! responds another.

Well, I'm not eating any of this!

pipes the voice of the other.

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Our plates remain full...

For who can say just whose is whose?

Kids run to do the clean-up

and dispose of the spewed out food.

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Don't ask him over again we plead

Because we won't stick around.

You can check in each and every room,

but we just won't be found.

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He's not here that much you say?

Well, thank our stars for that!

Yes, I'll admit we have a story

Each time that he comes back!

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