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Who knows who will turn up?
It was him
From 19 years ago
Seemed like yesterday
So out we went under the stars
Down and up
Down and up again
For a cup of tea
He was there as well
Dinnerladyman
Wielding his power
Revelling in it
Lording it
For his sake
Let's hope the dinner is truly brilliant
With not a single slip
Nothing to worry about
After all - forgive and forget
The watchword of the Wednesday Walkers