Doesn't this sound better?
Today I reject your reality....and substitute something completely different.
I'm exploring the Nile.... circa 1880... as a very wealthy and excentric woman with trunks of fabulous clothing.
There will be afternoon tea, on a barge....the pyramids by moonlight, and parasols!
In fact I'm positive there's bushy mustached, harumphing colonel who's getting in the way and needs a swift poke from the parasol of justice, just as sure as the watercress sandwiches at tea will be wilting from the sultry heat, and that there are crocodiles sunning themselves on the muddy banks, and the rest of today can belong to someone else.
I'm exploring the Nile.... circa 1880... as a very wealthy and excentric woman with trunks of fabulous clothing.
There will be afternoon tea, on a barge....the pyramids by moonlight, and parasols!
In fact I'm positive there's bushy mustached, harumphing colonel who's getting in the way and needs a swift poke from the parasol of justice, just as sure as the watercress sandwiches at tea will be wilting from the sultry heat, and that there are crocodiles sunning themselves on the muddy banks, and the rest of today can belong to someone else.