Treasure Island

Gelett Burgess

(30 January 1866 – 18 September 1951 / Boston, Massachusetts)

Table Manners


THE Goops they lick their fingers,
And the Goops they lick their knives;
They spill their broth on the tablecloth-
Oh, they lead disgusting lives!
The Goops they talk while eating,
And loud and fast they chew;
And that is why I'm glad that I
Am not a Goop-are you?

Submitted: Wednesday, April 04, 2012

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