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 dine out on love – all your fantastic foods
Seduce the palate and outrage restraint
But grub is not the sum of all my goods...
The air is grey but the temperature’s warm
Late afternoon in an old Kent town
My mood is neutral, kind of brown...
