Lord Northbrooke used two fingers
to scoop another sizeable dollop
of the duck and champagne paté
onto his brioche.
'Ah haw haw haw,' the toff clowned racistly,
raising his steel-coloured eyebrows
the way he imagined a Frenchman might.
The gathering wolves were unimpressed.
They now filled at least 70% of the billiard room.
Two stood on the pianoforte
and more were coming down the chimney.
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