And, though you are dowdy, I thought you had nous.
But these scraggy scramblers, ill-fledged and ill-fashioned?
By Jingo, old bird, they're a perfect disgrace.
No wonder the public disgust grows impassioned;
They simply degrade a respectable race.
Just think of the beauties, the silver and gold chicks,
That often have left that identical coop!
I'm sure there's not one of those comely, plump, bold chicks
That would not despise this contemptible troop.
They look like the work of a villanous vamper.