The Gentleman.

Prince Charming, my mother once read to me,
He'll be there, whenever you need him,
A gentleman, opens the door for you,
Kisses your tears away,
Loves you with all of his heart.

It seems, the gentleman, is a species,
That's dying out.
It seems instead, that males prefer,
To slam the door in your face,
And love your body not your mind.

I'm sure that's rather biased, but
They're not doing much to change my mind.
But hopefully, they're still out there,
And maybe, just maybe;
Gentleman behaviour is infectious.