Dr Barnardo ©

There are some fine people in life perambulating through
Who left an impressive imprint dear Dr Barnardo such as you.
So many feral children a problem some religiously ignored
Only the good doctor grasped fair Justice's metalled sword
Waifs dwelt their abject frugal short lives without a society
Shoeless when pianos' legs were dressed to risk no impropriety.
Hypocrites read their Bible tracts while blind to the destitution
Victorian males passed urchins by yet used mites in prostitution
Such a world it was so high in rectitude and gutter low in morals
With a few like you kind philanthropists to whom are due the laurels.