THE FLIGHT FROM BOOTLE
Lonely in the Regent Palace,
Sipping her 'Banana Blush',
Lilian lost sight of Alice
In the honey-coloured rush.
Sipping her 'Banana Blush',
Lilian lost sight of Alice
In the honey-coloured rush.
Settled down at last from Bootle,
Alice whispered, "Just a min,
While I pop upstairs and rootle
For another safety pin."
Alice whispered, "Just a min,
While I pop upstairs and rootle
For another safety pin."
Dreamy from the band pavilion
Drops of the 'Immortal Hour'
Fell around the lonely Lilian
Like an ineffectual shower.
Drops of the 'Immortal Hour'
Fell around the lonely Lilian
Like an ineffectual shower.
Half an hour she sat and waited
In the honey-coloured lounge
Till she with herself debated,
"Time for me to go and scrounge!"
In the honey-coloured lounge
Till she with herself debated,
"Time for me to go and scrounge!"
Time enough! or not enough time!
Lilian, you wait in vain;
Alice will not have a rough time,
Nor be quite the same again.
Lilian, you wait in vain;
Alice will not have a rough time,
Nor be quite the same again.
John Betjeman
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