The Upper Crust

Where learned men converse On college grounds traverse Those lads debonair and debutantes fair With diamonds in their purse By limousine conveyed Their education's paid A most common tale of Harvard and Yale Where seeds of affluence laid When privileged young voyeurs Become doctors and lawyers From arrogant perch they snub and besmirch Sneering at Tom Sawyers Under thumb of those knaves We become but their slaves Placed in the dust by the cruel upper crust With no names on our graves