Extinct (Notevember 2021, #24)

A privileged gentleman of some repute
claimed that I had ruffled his feathers
He was so upset
by my breach of etiquette
that he could hardly keep it together

He said: “You had better
explain yourself, sir!”
So I said, to lessen his passion:
“Gone the way of the dodo
Simply means that your mode… Oh,
let’s say it’s no longer in fashion.”

The gentleman was not placated by this,
hissing: “Class may be facing extinction.
But I’m a diamond in ruff,
and I’ll strut all my stuff,
for you see, I still dress with distinction!”