There once was a summertime like this When I was pregnant in 'seventysix They said "Must you flush?” I replied with a blush I won't till it rains and that'll be bliss
There once was a summertime like this When I was pregnant in 'seventysix They said "Must you flush?” I replied with a blush I won't till it rains and that'll be bliss
The heat is reaching new heights Summer clothes can reveal many sights We see such differing styles Some nice, but some like the X-Files Well true some tend to give us a fright!
Could this be Britain just melting away? Or will storms restore us to grey? With bluster and blast I predict it won`t last, In fact, it's actually raining today.