The first day of the rest of our life 

For which with you the best summing up

Is pain, joy, love, a little strife...

When we quarrel angels die

Good dreams wither for a while

However, from death angels fly...

Watch those trim ankles and paranormal feet

At other end fab hair – elle est magnifique!

“Could I be bathed so gloriously...

I’m not good but I’m lucky that’s the truth

First, being wed to fragrant Allie King

Then dad to Cassie D and Anna Ruth...

I dreamed and dreamed my whole life through

Then I woke up and there was you.

Thought about a real good looker...

All through the years every now and then

I’ve made my lists and packed my bag

To leave old Brentford town again...

Desirable as jammy-dodgers

And tasty as crisp crackling pork

Everyone – young to old codgers...

Eat me if you’re hungry

Burn me if you’re cold

Sleep on me if you’re tired...

All wrapped up in the duvet

One small face smugly appears

Eyes closed. Charming. I’ll obey...

The love of my life is you, love

As we hang on the tail of the year

I’m saying that I’m ever true love...