"The Genteel Walk Among Us" #Poetry

The genteel walk among us
and there are many things they think
but most of all it comes to them
we really fucking stink
We get mortified in reflection
as they know just how to strike
but surely there is something else
they just don't fucking like

We see them there in grim repose
fingers held tightly to the nose
they need so much to breathe
but it only makes them sneeze
They're locked in their containment
when so much meets with their distaste
any place they ever go
they are always out of place

But down here in the Po' House
we just don't fuckin' care
I didn't take a bath 
and I have no underwear
I won't pass genteel inspection
but I wouldn't want to do it
down here we will live the life
instead of passing through it.

- Colonel Arbuthnot Jones