Over red wine I did not get the off-
side rule. Well, I doubt I’ll understand
now we’ve ended. At least I beat the toff
out of you. It seemed that way at hand,
at least. The Wall put up a good fight,
made me think it a battle I could win.
Ball went over wall, I watched its flight
unaware that what I’d done was thought a sin;
Next time I come across a toff like you,
I’ll remember it just can’t be beaten.
It’s a shame because you seemed worth it too,
but then I guess that’s why you pay for Eton.
My life goes on, pretending I’m not sad,
while you play the Wall-Game with Prince Harry and your dad.