If We Were on Our Honeymoon
TIB. One morning last May I remember I thought for a stroll I would go.
YVETTE. And it happened you see that the same thought struck me, 'Twas telepathy did it you know.
TIB. I said I will walk to the railway,
YVETTE. And the railway seemed calling to, me
TIB. Irresistibly drawn I walked on, on and on,
Led by some power that I could not see.
YVETTE. At last we both came to the railway,
TIB. And then face to face, dear we met.
You smiled oh so sweetly,
YVETTE. You doffed your hat neatly and said.
"Bonjour Mainzelle Yvette."
BOTH. When All at once a train rushed by and left us standing in despair
TIB. You on the right side,
YVETTE. You on the left,
TIB. I on the left side,
YVETTE. I on the right.
BOTH. Feeling so foolish and lonely quite.
YVETTE. And I thought,
TIB. What did you think dear?
YVETTE. Thought how much nicer it would be.
If that train carried you dear and I
BOTH. On a happy bridal trip a groom and bride.
Spooning honey mooning side by side,
YVETTE. Then the bell with it's brazen ding-dong-dong
would ring out like a sweet wedding song.
BOTH. And the Puffing of the engine would be like a merry tune,
If we were on our honeymoon.