Farewell to White City,
 Which was always black;
Farewell to the ‘angels,’
 Who will get the sack.
Farewell to housey-housey
 And the dreary jazz.
And the spinning jennies
 And the razzle-dazz.
Farewell to the rotten
 Desire to win
By hooky or crooky
 The other chap’s tin.
Farewell to the cancer
 On the fair face of Perth.
Farewell to the pervert
 Who gave it birth.
Now for disinfectants
 To sweeten the spot,
And clean up the microbes
 On the blighted blot.