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I got a Wodehouse biography from the library ("PG Wodehouse: A Literary Biography" by Benny Green) and anima_mecanique made me share this.

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"But if the quarter-credit of Anything Goes was Wodehouse's modest swansong, it was not the end of his connection with the nebulous art of songwriting, not the end of his influence on fellow-writers. For the rest of his life he indulged in the occasional vanity of composing a lyric, usually for some non-existent tune in some fictitious setting. But the last of his efforts in this line was intended for production, in a still-born musical called Jeeves which was planned for his ninetieth year. In that year he revealed for the first time the lowly origins of his most famous character:

I view the future with concern,
On every side, at every turn
Disaster seems to stare on in the face.
For Mr Wooster is, it's plain,
In what he calls the soup again
And liable to sink without a trace.
At times like these when on the verge
of cataclysms I've an urge
To seek a spot where life runs calm and slow.
And find release and peace at last
In the quiet haven where I passed
My happy childhood days so long ago.

In Brixton,
In lovely Brixton
Which I long so to see.
Yearning
To be returning
To London S.E.
I feel my place is
In that oasis,
Home of all that's brave and free.
Where on each street
Are always found
Strong men with feet
Upon the ground,
Where in each breast
As all attest
There's a heart of gold beneath the rest.
In Brixton,
My heart is fixed on
And it's there I would be.