But, then, they’re not genteel.
There’s Lady Waxwork, who, when dressed,
Has nothing she can say;
Miss Triffle of her lap-dog’s tail
Will chatter half the day.
The Honourable Mr. Trick
At cards can cheat or steal:—
These are the friends that suit us now,
For oh! they’re so genteel!
But, Charlotte, dear, avoid the Blues,