VERSATILE VERSE 3

And end up in Corfu instead of Crete
I wouldn’t mind that, if there’s good food to eat!

But oh, somewhere warm, somewhere different and soon!

It’ll be a change from the concrete jungles
But I often make daft holiday bungles

And end up in Corfu instead of Crete

The beaches are gold, there’s a myriad of flowers
I’d love to go there and spend a few hours.

It’ll be a change from the concrete jungles

The weather in Jersey I’ve heard is most clement.
Delightful for young folk and those in retirement.
The beaches are gold, there’s a myriad of flowers

Though I’m hoping for Jersey in preference to Bath!
Where I won’t need a fire warming my hearth

The weather in Jersey I’ve heard is most clement

I can take anything if he makes me laugh
Though I’m hoping for Jersey in preference to Bath!

He’s one of those who has moths in his wallet
But is he as funny as Joel Dommett?

I can take anything if he makes me laugh

Then I'll come home and peruse travel brochures
Have I made enough , my husband to allure ?

He’s one of those who has moths in his wallet

Then, wearing a mask, the remainder I'll sell
to the New Age Travellers down in the dell

Then I'll come home and peruse travel brochures

Of freshly baked fancies both sweet and savoury
Eating all, I’ll resist with great bravery

Then, wearing a mask, the remainder I’ll sell

The excitement of it all is going to my head
I’ll prepare a picnic! What a spread

Of freshly baked fancies both sweet and savoury

Something all concealing, that makes me feel good
that's romantically floaty in which I'll run through a wood

The excitement of it all is going to my head

I’ll go to a convent and borrow a ‘habit’.
Or if I see an ‘Oodie’, I’ll certainly nab it!

Something all concealing, that makes me feel good,

Will my clothes still fit me, or must I buy new?
I’m two sizes larger, so that is a cue

I’ll go to a convent and borrow a ‘habit’

I need to go easy on bacon and wine
But a small glass of Baileys I’m sure will be fine
Or
I’m tired of masks and keeping a distance
But doing that’s what’s keeping me in existence

Will my clothes still fit me, or must I buy new?

Then one day we’ll make plans, and carry them out,
But first I must get rid of this painful gout

I need to go easy on the bacon, and wine

Then one day we'll make plans, and carry them out,
No doubt there will be dancing, and we'll laugh and shout

I tired of masks and keeping a distance

Who knows what will happen meanwhile
We can just keep on going . . . and smile!

Then one day we’ll make plans, and carry them out,

I think I'll make bunting and flags for that day
We can make merry, be led astray

Who knows what will happen meanwhile

Because it's gardens and parks where we'll break out first
So full of excitement - like balloons we could burst

I think I'll make bunting and flags for that day

There's always the garden, a source of great joy
A great place for champagne with the hoi polloi

because it's gardens and parks where we'll break out first

Or will we be scarred for life by corona
And hide in our houses for ever and ever ?

There’s always the garden, a source of great joy

Who’d have thought we had such resilience,
Will our lives ever return to past brilliance?

Or will we be scarred for life by corona?

It will be so much fun, but no doubt some tears too
And so deserved after what we’ve gotten through

Who’d have thought we had such resilience

When the road map succeeds what a party there'll be
Attended by all the people I've been longing to see

It will be so much fun, but no doubt some tears too