Joyce Hemsley (22.9.28 / Portsmouth England)
No Dream Holiday
We will drive to a seaside cottage
But hush, say not one word.
We will join our hands in harmony
Wedded bliss is great I've heard.
A sweet little cottage I have seen
Down the lane near the elder-tree
Come hither my gallant handsome one
Throw caution to the winds and sea.
But we know this is just imagination,
a mixture of magic and fantasy.
For you are in love with a pretty lady
And I've heard wedded bliss is ecstasy.
I'll stay here in awe of you dear.
I will re-vamp my room all alone,
Maybe next year will bring good cheer
And we'll 'push the boat over the foam'.
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