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Post Covid we got a new dog
But our brains are still in a fog
He barks and he yaps
And jumps on our laps

Post Covid we got a new dog
But our brains are still in a fog
He barks and he yaps
And jumps on our laps
Then sleeps on our bed like a log.

He loves going out in the rain

He loves going out in the rain
Which to me is always a pain

He loves going out in the rain
Which to me is always a pain
He smells so damp

He loves going out in the rain
Which to me is always a pain
He smells so damp
After a wet tramp

He loves going out in the rain
Which to me is always a pain
He smells so damp
After a wet tramp
And I get damp trousers again!

The gardens are all full of lights

The gardens are all full of lights
But tripping on wires causes fights

The gardens are all full of lights
But tripping on wires causes fights
Electric costs rise

The gardens are all full of lights
But tripping on wires causes fights
Electric costs rise
Are lights really wise?

The gardens are all full of lights
But tripping on wires causes fights
Electric costs rise
Are lights really wise?
Well, no, but they're such pretty sights.

And life can't be safe all the time,

And life can't be safe all the time
But sometimes it can be sublime

And life can't be safe all the time
But sometimes it can be sublime
Hot chocolate, warm fire

And life can't be safe all the time
But sometimes it can be sublime
Hot chocolate, warm fire
Snack from the air fryer

And life can't be safe all the time
But sometimes it can be sublime
Hot chocolate, warm fire
Snack from the air fryer
And this is the end of our rhyme

I love the seasonal smells

I love the seasonal smells
The carols and ringing of bells

I love the seasonal smells
The carols and ringing of bells
Children's bright faces

I love the seasonal smells
The carols and ringing of bells
Children's bright faces
Holly decked places

I love the seasonal smells
The carols and ringing of bells
Children's bright faces
Holly decked places
And snowy walks over the Fells

It all felt romantic when young

It all felt romantic when young
When beautiful carols were sung

It all felt romantic when young
When beautiful carols were sung
But now when we're older

It all felt romantic when young
When beautiful carols were sung
But now when we're older
Our feet seem colder

It all felt romantic when young
When beautiful carols were sung
But now when we're older
Our feet seem colder
I can't wait till spring will have sprung!

The flowers, warm breezes, the birds

The flowers, warm breezes, the birds
Long days allow pleasure deferred

The flowers, warm breezes, the birds
Long days allow pleasure deferred
The trees come back green

The flowers, warm breezes, the birds
Long days allow pleasure deferred
The tress come back green
I feel like a teen