När jag blir pensionär

Now when I am an old woman I shall wear purple

With a red hat which doesn´t go, and doesn´t suit me,

And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves

And satin sandals, and say we´ve no money for butter.

I shall sit down on the pavement when I´m tired

And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells

And run my stick along the public railings

And make up for the sobriety of my youth.

I shall go out in my slippers in the rain

And pick the flowers in other people´s  gardens

And learn to spit.

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