Dittemor

After the lunch

Wendy Cope

 

On Waterloo Bridge, where we said our goodbyes, 

The weather conditions brings tears to my eyes. 

I wipe them away with a black woolly glove

And try not to notice I've fallen in love.

On Waterloo Bridge I am trying to think:

This is nothing. You're high on the charm and the drink.

But the juke-box inside me is playing a song

That says something different. And when was it wrong?

On Waterloo Bridge with the wind in my hair

I am tempted to skip. You're a fool. I don't care.

The head does it best, but the heart is the boss-

I admit it before I am halfway across. 

 

 

Miss Dahls Rhubarb and Rosewater Eton Mess virker helt fantastisk. Hvor får man tak i Rosewater? 

 

Hun siterte dette diktet på slutten av programmet. Her i huset er det snart bryllupsdag. Jeg er i det romantiske hjørnet.