And a tankard of bitter at Sonning!
We've had a long pull, and our hunger is keen,
We've all a superb appetite!
The lettuce is crisp, and the cresses are green,
The ale it is beady and bright;
New potatoes galore, and delicious green peas—
The Skipper avers they are "stunning"—
With cuts of cold beef and a prime Cheddar cheese,
And a tankard of bitter at Sonning!
The windows are open, the lime-scented breeze