Quality Time
Here am I sitting in the pub
Eating grub
With my Dad
Thats not bad
A good day out
He wanted to end with a stout
So here are we
Resting our feet
In a window seat
Watching the world go by
Amusement to our eye
Remembering our walk by the sea
And our earlier coffee and tea
A memory not to let perish
But one to cherish
On the dart
We will depart
Home we will go
But not before our next venture has a plan
And is in the can
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