PRINCE FLORIZEL
Try these perfectos, gentlemen. The flavour
I recommend. A smoke-royal. With white wines
You'll find them fragrantest. That spicy savour
Comes only in stock from the Isle of Pines.
Here are cigarettes, Turkish and Egyptian,
Such as no other merchant has to sell,
And Trichinopoly of the same description
I smoked when I was called Prince Florizel.
That was before I stooped to trade plebeian,
Left my exalted home and wandered far,
Emptied my plate at danger's feast Protean,
Beside the well of wisdom broke my jar.
Till Louis looked from out the empyrean
And in the dust of Mayfair found a star.