Fred and Marguerite

Fred a little cockney sparrow
looking cold and pale
sleeping on a london roof
fell off in a gale

He flapped his wings
with all his might
but didn't stand a chance
and long before his breakfast time
he found himself in France

He landed in the Bois Boulogne
and gazed around unsure
until a lady sparrow
walked up and said "Bonjour"

"As you are a stranger here
I'll show you my Paris
Would you like to promenade?"
Said Fred, "The answer's Oui"

And as they flew across the town
the lady sparrow sang
And as she did her youthful voice
across the rooftops rang

"Below us is the Champs Elysees
where I've often dined
Oh wouldn't it be nice to have
a lover who was kind"

"Over there's the Tour Eiffel
Oh wouldn't it be sweet
to stand together at the top
with Paris at our feet"

"Accordions are playing
in Montmartre, that's my home
that broken rooftop's where I live,
what's more I live alone"

"Down there is the Louvre museum
all the finest art
The moment that I saw your face
I knew I'd lost my heart"

"The bells you hear, that's Notre Dame
a wedding there is best
and there's a disused chimney pot
to build a double nest"

"I think I get your drift" said Fred
"It's lucky that I'm free
The moment I set eyes on you
I knew you were for me"

So they found a small cafe
in a cobbled street
He told her that his name was Fred
She said "Mine's Marguerite"

She said "The memory of our day
is one I'll always keep"
And after taking bread and wine,
the sparrows fell asleep

He woke up to the sound of bells
and said "Those bells I know,
Those ain't the bells of Notre Damne
Them there's the bells of Bow"

"It's just another sparrows dream
above a London street,
but I'll remember all my life
a bird called Marguerite"

(Thanks to Gavin Searley for sending these in)