Over the Top-airy...a Canterbury tale
Oh Cupids give me Hopetoun, lead me through the Myrtle of pines to my one true gate!
Through Athols of topaired curley Kew'd squares and Groves of Stanley
past the glorious golden mile of ficus lollipops and box hedge Bryson
onward, ever onward through the gates of Monomeath and the path of Rueben
Hark! Fix bayonets and storm the Torringtons could this be M' ladys gate?
Tis but a folly, for behold, my one true gate...I shall call her Daphne!
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