What a perfect afternoon,
Hitting those balls over the lawn.
The sun shone down on us as we played,
Played the game we loved so much,
The first game in the new world we have.
It was a perfect afternoon
Made even more so as I was playing so well
That I beat him,
Beat him twice just by knocking those balls straight,
Straight through the hoops,
On that croquet lawn where we had put in so much time,
So much time to make sure it was ready,
Ready for the new season after these Strange Times.