The sea was greeny blue, at least on top

Hepatica-okesabayashi-2020 (1)St Margarets Bay, the  cliff top the wild flowers,
We lay in warm soft sunlight, lighthouse tower,
The clifftop where we lay has   come to grief
Don’t blame us, we  kissed  on Hampstead Heath

The ground is shifting underneath our feet\
This  curious government deserves defeat
They tried to make a human sacrifice
What, turn the telly off  or it may spie?

Then I saw the dress I wore at sea
They took us off  the cliffs to give us tea
The lifeboat men  had saved us from the drop
The sea was greeny blue, at least on top

They took us into Folkestone for some beer
I prefer  green tea, I am sincere
Actually I told another lie
I’ll drink Earl Grey tea  until I die

After that my memory grows dim
I fear my entire life is one long sin

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