Where shall we go, what shall we do?
Something to please both us two.
We could go to the park,
Just for a lark.
Or sit in the garden
And watch the birds then.
Forget about our worries,
‘N turn a deaf ear to the lorries.
Maybe listen to our special songs,
Choose our favourites - our singalongs.
Then have a nice meal together,
Maybe outside permitting the weather.
Get that down while having a rest,
Then chat with each other ‘cos that’s the best.
Even have a little nap
Or a daily recap.
Then would you like to go for a drive?
That’s what really helps us live.
Go to a town or go to a village,
Exercise that kneecap’s cartilage.
Have a nice cup of tea,
Somewhere down by the sea.
Tell me of your thoughts and desires,
While we slowly melt our tyres.
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