A new wind blows at this week’s end
and all’s well and all is swell
but I must go and when I do
I will wish to come and spy on you
and find you laughing and merry
my dear Mary.
A new wind blows at this week’s end
and all’s well and all is swell
but I must go and when I do
I will wish to come and spy on you
and find you laughing and merry
my dear Mary.
Mary and I
are free today
to do as we please
when we want
slow or fast
here or there
willy or nilly
to and fro
yes or no
just just so
on this Tues of day
this month of May
merry May Mary
and me.