He slapped the smile off the face
of the etiquette boy.
And batted his batting eyelashes.
His "Pardon me, sir"
was more like a slur
and always resulted in clashes.
He even learned how
executing a bow
could be used as a martial attack.
And God help you, son,
and get ready to run
if he gave you a pat on the back.
Charm school bullies
rule the halls.
Tiny brains and giant balls.
Under manners, overbearing.
"Excuse me," WHACK !
"Thanks for sharing."