Dapper
A dapper gentleman approaches my humble head. ‘Kiss my boots, boy!’ ‘Yes, master sir. At once, master sir. Sir, I admire your socks, sir?’ The dapper master-sir says nothing as I continue to lip-respect his boots. After he has gone from my lowly presence, regular customer-mistress Ms Mukta madam comes to taunt me with her boots and socks: ‘Haha, I saw you having to kiss that man’s boots, sockieboy! I hope you expressed your slavish respect for his socks?’ ‘Oh yes, mistress Mukta madam, thanking you kindly, mistress Mukta madam. This slave respects all his customers’ socks, including your socks, miss, if it pleases you miss?’ ‘Kiss my feet, sockieboy!’ ‘Yes, mistress Mukta madam.’ A dapper gentleman approaches me late at night He stops to lord it over me He then presents his right boot to me for respect-kissing A man who MUST be obeyed - a free man! I admire the master-sir's SOCK, towering over my humble head! The SOCK of a genius... ...of a LORD... ...of a much ...