It's dying, but there are still a few of them left.
The classy generation of manners and front.
Smart isn't an occasion it is just a state of being
Shirt, tie, blazer, frock; a second skin.
What do they see in the rest of us?
With our colours, our fashions, trainers and caps.
I wonder if they're intrigued, baffled, confused,
Or just entertained by a circus world of clowns.
Did the world start losing the plot when it took its tie off?
Are we less secure without a stiff upper lift and Sunday best?
Was it for the better when all was more plain, more simple?
Maybe they should convince us while there's still some of them left.
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