My neighbour
Is very courteous
We oft connverse
On local topics
Sometimes coffee or tea
Creates laughter
At his marvel home
And sweet words
Flow on his lips
Once in june's rough weather
Marriage of Miss. P
The daughter of Mr. A
Was at a banquet hall
For us no card
My son entered the hall
In no time he was kicked out
For there was a tattoo
Pasted naturally on his face
He returned humiliated
And innocence lost