Noblesse Oblige

I had often had a yearning
For that true patrician touch
That combines good taste and learning
   With the mien that means so much.
But my background is Australian;
   So the vulgar taint that clings
To my aura made me alien
   To all really nicer things.
 
For I haven't got the flair or the air debonair,
The insousance ineffable that most film actors wear.
I despaired of class and culture; but I've learned my lesson now,
Since a highly cultured fellow, named Novello, showed me how.
 
You just take a few odd samples
   You have seen upon the Strand
As the typical examples
   From a crude but unknown land;
You exaggeate their rudeness
   In a charming, sneering way
And you ridicule their crudeness
   In a modern sort of way.
 
Here is proof you are "aloof," gently bred in warp and woof.
Shove the bounders in the pillory, then gibber at them "Goof!"
Tho' a few old-fashioned fogeys murmur, "Cheap"; why notice these?
Since your puppets save your standing by their own vulgarities?