Your simple folk must all run wild

Like jungle-beasts before you love them.

You own a house in Cheyne Walk,

(You say it costs three thousand fully)

Where subtle snobs can talk and talk

And play the intellectual bully.

Yes. I say "snobs." Are names alone

Free from all change? Your word "Victorian"

Could bite and sting in ninety one

But now—it's deader than the saurian.