Suffering from a bad case of niceness!

                                                                            

I really admire propriety and social niceties

Though they make me groan like I have appendicities

I think it is proper to bid teary Goodbye

To someone who had been a stye in your eye.

And I may have disliked but never shirked

The onerous,dreary protocol work.

I know that uttering the Truth

Is socially uncouth.

  

But sometimes I do wonder,what would ensue,if, for example,

You gave the twat sitting across the table,of your thoughts,a sample.

The fireworks and  the violent hiss!

That would follow the balloon prick.

Such idle fancy and pleasing thought

Lives not long and is soon cut short.

When I realize that being nice maybe a hard burden to bear

But other’s ill-considered views about myself I am loath to hear.

Being  compulsively nice to others is a disease

Now be nice to me everyone please!