The Little Things In Life
I will be with you until the end of our lives,
when we are old and grey and covered in hives,
We will share a cup for our dentures,
and go on day out adventures,
Holding hands in the street,
rubbing talc in each other's feet,
We’ll count each other's varicose veins,
and then we'll go for a walk,
with our matching simmer frames,
Oh what a life it will be,
the things that make us happy,
are what make you and me.
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