The Warders strutted up and down,
And kept their herd of brutes,
Their were spick and span,
And they wore their Sunday suits,
But we knew the work they had been at,
By the quicklime on their boots.
And kept their herd of brutes,
Their were spick and span,
And they wore their Sunday suits,
But we knew the work they had been at,
By the quicklime on their boots.
Wilde - Selected Poems
