‘Are you vacillating, Vera?
I hope that you are not,
Cos I’d like to plant my seedlings
in your little flower pot.’
‘Not vacillating, Dexter dear,
but have you seen the paper?
It says in here that drinking beer
can compromise your caper.’
‘Don’t worry dear, about the beer,
oh do not make a fuss.
The Dexteroo will see you through,
I’ll drink for both of us.’