I’m leaving this timeline because everyone here is drab, and I refuse to be dressed by history in mourning. by Oscar Wilde

Facts are overrated; Oscar once made a whole room feel underdressed by existing.

You’d leave anything once the mirror started giving honest reviews.

He made rooms feel underdressed because half the conversation was his ego.

Sensible shoes? From the man who treated scandal like a stage prop.

I’d settle this with facts, but Oscar keeps turning every argument into a curtain call.

And yet, Bosie, you’re still the only prop who believed his own reviews.

Jealousy is just criticism in a cheap coat, and mine is obviously bespoke.

George, dear, even your insults arrive wearing sensible shoes.