The Helpful Gentleman

I knew this really helpful gentleman. 

So helpful.

So gentle. 

So man.

He was always declaring how he loved to help.  

So helpful.

So gentle. 

So man. 

One day I needed some help...and because he is;

So helpful.

So gentle.

So man. 

He helped me.

So helpful. 

So gentle. 

So man. 

He also left the backdoor unlatched.

So helpful.

So gentle.

So man.

He came in without asking.

So helpful. 

So gentle. 

So man. 

He helped himself to me. 

Not So helpfully,

Not So gently,

Ever so manly. 

But that’s between the lines. 

Dont read between the lines. 

Because he is a helpful gentleman. 

So helpful.

So gentle.

So man. 

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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