I’m floating on the turquoise sea,

I’m holidaying in Greece.

I’m clambering onto a speedboat

And heading off to Nice.

I’m shown round an ocean liner,

And settling by the pool.

Someone at the bar plays guitar.

I can sing in tune!  How cool!

Okay, so this must be a dream,

But I shall not wake up.

I’ll drink Tia Maria and Baileys

In a Pooh Bear cup...

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Through a mist of whirlpools, she surfaced.

No understanding would come.

In such unfamiliar surroundings,

From equipment nearby, a slight hum.

No recollection of occurrences,

Why she was in a hospital bed,

Who the man was that called her “hun”,

Just a jumble of nothing in her head.

Told that she had been in a coma,

An accident, some kind of a scrape,

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