Poem -

English Land

Law of English Land
Relationships are only to be built as if on sand
Shifted and Shaped on command
If extremely heated will be transformed into glass
Upon nothing will grow even green grass.

Manners must be admired
Or no sons will be sired
If rudeness is presented
Your life will be ridiculed and rented

Your movements must be shy
Queue without asking why
If you do not friendships will not tie
You must stay silent, toil and try.

 

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