Through the drawn curtain
Daylight seems to gleam,
Saying, Heaven’s certain;
Happiness no dream
Why this revelation?
Why does my heart play?
Simple explanation
Allie’s home today.
You’re my beauty (boredom’s death!)
The beast maybe me, I don’t know
Or p’raps a frog who’ll suddenly grow...
Has anybody seen the Queen of Brentford?
She goes by foot… she goes by bus
She no longer has her chariot...
