Don’t take the fight to time.
You’re doomed before you start, you know.
And all those face creams?
Throw them in the bin right now.
And the crafty old man with the scythe
Always come out on top
In the end.
Remember that girl on the vase from Greece,
‘For ever will she be fair!’
And even the green leaves escape,
‘Nor ever can those trees be bare.’
It was only yesterday that Louisa fell from the Cobb at Lyme,
And now she’s slowly getting better.
Elizabeth is teasing Darcy now
And she will again tomorrow,
If he decides to ride over to Longbourn.
Mole has just chucked away his brush
And given up spring cleaning
And then as a reward
Goes for a row with Rat on the river.
Harris is sitting on the butter,
And George is late for work
On that Saturday morning
When the three take to the Thames.
It’s amazing how they manage it
Year after year,
While we are here,
Day by day,
Turning into pensioners.