Do you remember that old T.V. show. Arthur C. Clarke's Mysterious World?. Well if I.T.V. make a new series. They ought to come take a look at my girl.
"Who'll have a fishy. On a little dishy?. Who will have a fishy. When the boat comes...". . And then he says. "With our glasses both raised in a toast.
When she was just a girl. She became a woman of the world. Soon there wasn't room enough for her. In between the bosoms of her family. She popped the cork, got on the Greyhound to New York.
Back at the house. A bottle is found. And opened in honour of those who have drowned,. While we who have not are stricken with guilt. And dutifully see that not one drop is spilt;.
Back in the day you had been part of the smart set. You'd holidayed with kings, dined out with starlets. From London to New York, Cap Ferrat to Capri.