And stiff-legged horses lying by the road,
Their bloated bellies shimmering, green with flies....
Have you forgotten? you who dine to-night
In comfort at the Carlton or Savoy.
(Lord, but I’d like a dart at that myself—
Oysters, crême something, sole vin blanc, a bird,
And one cold bottle of the very best—
A girl to share it: afterwards, a show—
Lee White and Alfred Lester, Nelson Keys;
Supper to follow.