a busy metropolis,

continued history,

under gloomy skies.

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For the Bird’s eye view of my city,

take a spin in the Eye,

The Ferris wheel of sheer delight,

Overlooking…

The great central skyline reaching as high as the stars,

the flow of the Thames peacefully dancing,

A very tall soldier that strikes bells at every hour,

The tower of London and then St Paul’s Cathedral,

The globe theatre a houseful of emotions and displays,

Come with me to the Tate Modern lets visualise what people define as art,

Or shopping along Portobello Road in Notting Hill sipping on gingernut lattes,

See the cabinet war rooms that once housed Winston Churchill,

Or, Watch the changing of the guard at Buckingham Palace.

And after all of that,

let’s go to a pub,

even better,

Lets call it a night,

look forward to our English breakfast in the morn.