When I am an old woman, I shall wear purple
With a red hat that doesn't go, and doesn't suit me
And I shall spend my pension on brandy...
And summer gloves
And satin sandles
And say we've no money for butter
I shall sit down on the pavement when I am tired, and gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells. And run with my stick along public railings, and make up for the sobriety of my youth. I shall go out in my slippers in the rain and pick flowers in other peoples gardens and learn to spit!
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