In This Lonely Garden

I walked across this garden by myself

Without Lady Penelope by my side

I tried to be rid of the lump in my throat

And try hard not to cry

Around me trees grew lavender plants

Fountains made a tinkling tune

The gates creaked open and growled when shut

And up in the sky thrushes flew

I sat on the edge of a fountain

And felt the urge to let it out

I sat down and began to cry

But didn't the least bit pout

At this point, Lady Penelope came by,

Delighted, I ran into her arms

Now we get to enjoy the secret garden

And all its wonderful charms