Bees buzzing, birds singing The jack turning off the crown A lawnmower in the distance The wood coming nicely `round Sitting near the green just chatting A bad rub, a blocked line Watching that throw for length A bias on the garden cutting it fine "See you tomorrow, Ada" "See you tomorrow, Bill"
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