Green Acres....

Green acres is the place to be. Farm living is the life for me.
Land spreading out so far and wide.
Keep Manhattan just gimme that countryside.
New York is where I'd rather stay.
I get allergic smellling hay.
I just adore a penthouse view.
Darlin' I love you but gimme Park Avenue.
The chores!
The stores!!!
Fresh air!!
Time's Square!!!!
You are my wife.
GOODBYE city life!!
Green Acres we are here!!

Gotta wonder sometimes just how true that must be for the Brit, in our ever popular role reversal that we have going on here.
Oh, it's not that we didn't enjoy ourselves being in the 'big city'.......cuz we did.
But when it was all said and done and the end of the day drifted around--we were still sitting in the lawnchairs(albeit by the hotel pool), gazing at the sunset, waiting for those first stars to find us.

LOL
Ya know--he IS allergic to hay.
AND corn, come to think of it.
AND he packed up his whole life to live in 'the corn state'.

Ah.......but Green Acres IS the place to be!