Blue, blue, my pool is blue.
Blue is my sky.
How about you?
White, white, a butterfly flies.
White is my house.
How about you?
Black, black, the shadow’s black.
Black is my back.
How about you?
Black and white martins glide
smooth on the breeze.
How about you?
Blue, blue, forever be true.
What do you say?
How about you?
From Bath to Cork with baby Grace 