Come, have a drink with me –
Care can swallow love,
And tasks devour time
Enough of cups of tea!
Your eyes, ever more sublime,
Dancing bright above
A brown and friendly beer
Will soon meet mine, my dear
Intoxicatingly.
I’m only cheerful cos I’m here
In a room with you
Your sleeping breath is soft and dear...
The air is grey but the temperature’s warm
Late afternoon in an old Kent town
My mood is neutral, kind of brown...
