She looked at me with eyes sublime,
A stranger, and stranger yet
She gave me tea,
A wedge of lime,
and so we played croquet.
Croquet’s OK, croquet’s OK now, croquet’s OK by me
We waltzed a bit and wore white clothes,
Tiptoed thru the tulips,
I must admit I ate a rose
And drank a few mint juleps…
Croquet’s OK, croquet’s OK now, croquet’s OK by me

(written 1986)