Water into wine.

 
 
The Punch and Judy man,
has swallowed his swazzle,
Tony Hancock has lost his parrot,
Nora Batty has been bought a pair of tights,
Falstaff had his benefit cut.
 
That bench mark of what to do,
when the sunset comes to you,
has gone the way of time,
love was not a crime.
 
A gentle charm,
that meant no harm.
 
There are no tea shops in Grantham.

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