Golden buttons,
Exquisite aiguillettes
On the dandy’s uniform display for the public
Sham talents

Of a supposed genius,
Perhaps the wisest of all,
The most just
And the kindest.

And he, like everyone,
Periodically wants to eat,
He will get scorched or wet himself —
He will look stupid,
And someone over him,
As over a fool, will have a laugh.