All these vultures hovering around their prey: Three golden prizes Who will get there first? Cue David Attenborough on commentary! Coupled and single lions Prowling about Waiting for the chance of food and drink.
That coffee takes ages. Coffee? Yes, for this is my local And my pack and I Are thoroughly enjoying our ale With our lovely lunches Served to us by beautiful barmaids.
Those golden prizes are the three front tables From where you can see the golden sand: On a beach Dotted with distant tiny people As some frolic in the estuary waves On paddle boards, Basking in the glorious sun. Time for another pint.