And much annoyed by present-day neglect,
Have sometimes wished they never had been born,
At least in any world so "unselect."
Their non-existence being now a "fact"
Accepted by mankind's majority,
They naturally feel quite "up a tree."
They don't know what to do to counteract
These damned delusions of Democracy.
Although they often walk out in the sun,
And show themselves in all important streets,