Emily I think we have run out of milk
Would you send the maid to Clarke’s
She’s dead
Oh Dear
How
Julia
What about Julia
She popped over to Dimbola
To have her likeness captured
And there she caught a chill
You know how damp the studios are
They always make me ill
Pause as the funeral procession passes
Emily can you still milk a cow
Yes
Well would you pop out and milk our cow
Sadly I cannot Alfred
Why
The cow is no more
You mean it has strayed again
No worse than that
You mean its dead
Yes
How
Julia
What about Julia
Our cow popped over to Dimbola
To have her likeness captured
And there she caught a chill
You know how damp the studios are
They always make me ill
Pause as the bovine funeral procession passes
I hear that taking your tea or coffee black
It is all the rage in polite society
Our Queen has banned milk from Osborne
So I think that we should concur
I agree
When are you seeing Victoria
I am told that it is next week
Our audience has been cancelled
Oh how sad
But why
She’s dead
Oh Dear
How
Julia
What about Julia
She popped over to Dimbola
To have her likeness captured
And there she caught a chill
You know how damp the studios are
They always make me ill
Pause as the state funeral procession passes