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He really is most delectable
I fell we are so connectable

Wish he felt the same as me

To save his embarrassment, I cover my eyes
And do my best to quieten my sighs.....

He really is most delectable

As he rises from the water I’ll try not to blush
He'd lost his breeches in the rush!

To save his embarrassment, I cover my eyes

Back to reality and I’m still in search of Mr D
I’ll stroll down to the lake and if he’s swimming I’ll see

As he rises from the water I’ll try not to blush

We'll park up the bikes and buy some ice cream
And watch the sun slowly set in what was my dream

Back to reality and I'm still in search of Mr D

I'll go over to see if he'll come for a ride
We'll ride by the sea, watch the incoming tide

We'll park up the bikes and buy some ice cream

Red is a colour that Mr D likes
It’s the main colour of one of my bikes

I’ll go over to see if he’ll come for a ride

Now back to Darcy, man o’ my dreams
Let’s just hope he’s all that he seems

If he’s not Mr Nice Guy I’ll be so unhappy
I’ve bought a new top. It’s very strappy

Red is a colour that Mr D likes

Now back to Darcy, man o’ my dreams
Let’s just hope he’s all that he seems

If he’s not Mr Nice Guy I’ll be so unhappy

Maybe I’ll have it cut shorter
And use a dry shampoo to save water

No need to blow dry and all that hassle
Tie it up and use a tassle

Now back to Darcy , man o’ my dreams

Maybe I’ll have it cut shorter
And use a dry shampoo to save water

No need to blow dry and all that hassle

Better think how to keep a grip...
A hairnet perhaps, or would that slip?

Maybe I'll have it cut shorter

Will it stay in place, when in Darcey's open top car?
Will it whisk away like a shooting star?

Better think how to keep a grip...

Colour it? Can’t be doing with that faff!
A long blonde wig perhaps? That'll be a laugh

Will it stay in place, when in Darcey's open top car?

Once I was young with glossy brown hair
Now it’s dull and grey, I’m in despair

Colour it? Can’t be doing with that faff!

I melt when he looks at me with those deep brown eyes
must slim to catch him, forgo the pies

Once I was young with glossy brown hair

But just my brow - I have standards you know
His touch makes me all aglow

I melt when he looks at me with those deep brown eyes

I am very fond of the aloof romantic hero type
If I were to faint my brow he could wipe

But just my brow - I have standards you know

I've reached that age, when anyone will do
But Mr Darcey's by my side, so others can join the queue.

I am very fond of the aloof romantic hero type

Who's that hunk in the car behind?
As long as he has two legs, I don't mind.

I've reached that age, when anyone will do

Settled in nicely, the front seat is cosy
Look out the window to be nosey

Who's that hunk in the car behind?

I grab my bag and into the car, I jump
Banging my knee and getting a bump

Settled in nicely, the front seat is cosy

But hark fair Granpoets Mr Darcy is back
Coming up the drive in his Pontiac

I grab my bag and into the car, I jump

Think about the end of your line
I'm the one who commits that crime.
Apologies I offer, I think I'm forgiven

My third was to end in challenge but that’s tricky to rhyme
Must admit ‘challenge’ would have been a mountain to climb

But let’s have the third ending a little demanding
Racking my brain for some understanding

But hark fair Granpoets Mr Darcy is back

Apologies I offer, I think I’m forgiven
CrazyH, ‘‘tis mad I’ve been driven!

Never mind, we’ve managed a solution!