Bottoms up!

Horatio Bottomley, raconteur…somewhat glib... Great sense of humour, but oh! he could fib! Alas! shady dealings, to that a bit prone... Later in life, in prison thrown! Called on a friend in old London town... Met by the butler, with permanent frown! Chal-monde-ley here? tongue-in cheek, a bit naughty... Butler’s reply, high handed and haughty! Said he with a sneer…name mispronounced... What is it then?…Horatio pounced! Chumley of course, said the butler, appalled... Oh! just tell him then, old Bumley has called!