Felix Dennis

Oh, would you like to come with me, Down to my garden by the sea, Far, far away in Caribbee?

Where the sun beats down from a lazy sky
And hammerhead clouds go sailing by;
Where the tor...tois...es...plod..oh...so...slow,
And the humming birds flash to and fro
By the lily ponds and the waterfalls,
Where geckos bask on sun-baked walls
Under the giant shak-shak tree —
Here in my garden, by the sea.

Where the fireflies wink like fairy lights
Beneath tall palms on velvet nights,
And the scent of the frangipani flowers
As tree-frogs whistle in the wee-wee hours,
And the hiss of the surf in a starlit glow
While sailboats rock in the bay below,
Rocking, rocking, silently —
Beneath my garden, by the sea.

Let’s run away, just you and me, Down to my garden by the sea, Far, far away in Caribbee!

Mandalay, Mustique January 6, 2001