Swans glide elegantly past at 5.30 a lat June morning
My guests arrive for a day’s boating on Lady Lucy
It’s someone’s birthday and this braiding has taken eight hours!
A pleasant party ensues
The river continues to tell great stories!
Swans glide elegantly past at 5.30 a lat June morning
My guests arrive for a day’s boating on Lady Lucy
It’s someone’s birthday and this braiding has taken eight hours!
A pleasant party ensues
The river continues to tell great stories!
You bring to mind one of Bob Dylan’s songs in that 1962 BBC play they didn’t archive:
“And the swan on the river goes gliding by
The swan on the river goes gliding by”
The rest of the lyrics are, however, not so nice for a Sunday morning.