The Master now hangs out at the United University;
In Common Room she gave a route! (a novel freak to hit upon)
Where Masters gave the Mistresses of Arts no chairs to sit upon!
Bow, wow, wow, etc.
The Union Club is quite superb—it's best apartment daily is
The lounge of lawyers, doctors, merchants, beaux cum multis aliis:
At half-past six, the joint concern, for eighteenpence, is given you—
Half-pints of port are sent in ketchup bottles to enliven you!
Bow, wow, wow, etc.
The travellers are in Pall Mall, and smoke cigars so cosily,