North And South Poem by Joe Hughes

Sinclair was a well bred lad,
Of upper social standing,
Whilst Charlie was a commoner,
In manners - undemanding.

Sinclair was so arrogant,
Outspoken, even raucous,
Whilst Charlie watched his P's and Q's,
Was mannered - even cautious.

Sinclair's path and Charlie's
Crossed at tea one afternoon.
He said, 'Charlie - there's a fellow-
Better pass that silver spoon! '

Charlie looked at Sinclair,
Didn't like the snooty loon,
So he told him to go hunting
For another silver spoon.

Sinclair couldn't find one,
Though he looked both north and south,
Then Charlie turned and told him -
'You forgot to search your mouth! '