The British Pantry.
Seduced by your charms so easily Following your every movement A cobra captivated by your music Hypnotized by lilting sway And HP sauce.
Remembering cold rainy days When all that mattered were dry clothes A good fire blazing in the hearth Maybe a little tv Steak and kidney pudding And Bisto gravy.
Afternoon tea with in-laws Conversation about the match The Ks might win this year Get the F A Cup once more Celebrating up and down The streets running thick Like buttered crumpets.
God I love you so Insanely, utterly Without doubt Not a question From the first Unshakeable Needing you like Pie needs custard.
Jammy Dodgers Custard Creams, Nice, Digestives, Rich tea, buttered and plain, Biscuits all, sweet and perfect Like you, my weakness Dipped into the cup Freshly poured and stirred The tea that is my soul.