A high-brow chap of low-down means,
Lived off books and discount beans.
He gazed on life from down his nose,
While spouting prim and flowery prose.
He thought himself quite worldly-wise.
Well-bred, well-read, with piercing eyes.
An outcast, though he never sinned.
Those cheap beans gave him dreadful wind.
© Copyright Philip Barton, January 17th, 2026, All rights reserved
