Egocentricity

Why is it that not all can see

This universe exists for me

Plebs and vassals about this earth

None but me have much worth

 

I am not, as you, run-of-the-mill

But the exception; if you will

Hoi polloi may ever be

A unique status applies to me

 

Not expected to do my share

Of others’ plight, I need not care

So do your chores, hold open doors

Place my desires above all yours

The Good Guests

When circumstances dictate

That dinner would be nice

Friends soon agree the date

And check you’re happy; twice

 

The day before arrival

They phone ahead to say

“Are we still OK to visit?

Tomorrow is the day”

 

At the time they are expected

They knock upon the door

“Hello it’s great to see you.

We’ve brought flowers, wine and more”

 

They take care not to be too nosy

“Your home’s like a paradise”

Accepting whatever drink is offered

“Can we help with anything?”, twice

 

Catching up on the latest news

They seem to welcome your advice

Coming up to food time

“Do you need a hand at all?”; twice

 

Eating the fare provided

They praise the cooking, lots

“We don’t know how you do it”

Rising to clear away the pots

 

Long before it gets ‘awkward’

You’re waving  ‘goodbye’ in a trice

“You really are the perfect hosts”

They say with meaning ; twice