Stephen Robins5 Oct 2004

How dare you enter into conversation,
With an gentleman so above your station,
This is not a meritocracy,
I am from better stock you see.
Poulaines are ace, for a court jester,
Or indeed the Earl of Leicester,
But not for me those pointy jokes,
Commonly worn by poorer folks,
Best left for the poorer squires,
Who own not half the shires,
Wear them please, you lowly clerks,
For those in the pages of Burkes,
Kniow to wear a shoe of such decor,
That people like you will fall to the floor,
And kiss the brogue of a Lord and Knight,
Know thee now, the patterns might.