It is a great mistake to suppose that slang is in any way a substitute for wit.

All slang is metaphor, and all metaphor is poetry.

The fashionable slang is hardly even a language; it is like the formless cries of animals, dimly indicating certain broad, well-understood states of mind.

Their very slang is poetry.

Weren't you going to treat the crowd when I brought Percy along and let you sting him?" "Such horrid slang!" "Go on, be a sport!

Street slang isn't Science, dear pal, And it don't need no "glossery" tips to hinterpret my chat to my gal.

" "Lassie," said I, "what, if I may so express myself, is the big idea?" "Slang is an execrable thing from a professed scholar," she reproved.