Never saw you look quite so pretty before
Never saw you dressed quite so lovely what's more
I could hardly wait to keep our date this lovely
Picnic morning
And my heart beat fast as I jumped from the car

For

In your Rescue bonnet, with all the frills upon it
You'll be the grandest Sheepie in the Rescue parade

I'll roll around in clover and when they look you over
I'll be the proudest fellow in the Rescue parade

The Tenth Rescue Picnic
Wish it would never end.
The photographers will snap us
And you'll find that we're the cover
Of the next Tale's End.

Oh, I could write a sonnet about your Rescue bonnet
And of the girl I'm watching in the Rescue parade