Before the spell begin to fail,
Before these things have lost their power,
Before this grassy kingdom fade
And Georgetown traffic roar invade,
I think so fondly on my Lustleigh hour. *
dancing
praying
pub-ing
shopping
fish 'n' chip-ing
nibbling
strolling
nesting
gazing
lane-ing
and more lane-ing
finding
seeking
hiding
hiking
and homewarding
* almost Betjeman
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