They played a game of Dotty Dinosaurs
We did the park run in the morning heat
He slept a little on the grass outdoors
I busked an hour in Observer street.
He watched the Tour de France on the TV
Then did a wash and hung that washing out
We know that what we think is what we'll be
But do not feel a need to scream and shout.
She's entering a new phase of her life
Where she will do what she is meant to do
We will forever more be man and wife
And never be alone but will be two.
Sometimes life's really nice, sometimes a chore,
It's Saturday and still not even four.
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