In the old pub
That a change in style had not replaced
Sat a couple
In drinking pints no shame
Dressed up to the nines like somewhere to go
This their local,This their show

Old music played some song from then
A smile cracked ,his toes began
She looked at him with fonded eyes
Proud to be sat on his side

His flattened cap began to quiver
as broken hands came out a shiver
Many times had come and gone
Yet here they were and this their song

His rise of proud'ness won her heart
In a flutter time to start
Dancing shoes all for the ready
Whisked away a shimmer Freddie

Year's no age this time was their's
Dancing laughing life's weekend beer  
Many more for them to come
Down the Old dog and Partridge... done !!!