Outside a stream flows under the arched bridge
Inside a fire glows in front of the comfortable settee
It might take a while
To get used to beer without a head
But all else is at hand, at ease
You might not believe this next bit
But on this day of change, on this day of newness
I have ordered vegetable curry, with rice not chips
The Monet print shows a lady in the garden
Collecting flower-cuttings for her basket
This could be you my love, if we let the Albertine roses have their day
True in Lincolnshire we do not have that same sun
Which Cezanne or his Fellow impressionists
Carved into the artistic cosmos for perpetuity
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