London baby

Of shopping

Of cupcakes

Of never ending lane

Take me to london, oh my dear once again

Harrods and Boroughs

Whiskeys and teas

Yummy Fish and chips

And tasty mashed peas

Breakfasts to start the day

Of Crumpets and scones

Watching the Lovely parks 

And Houses of stones

Singers on the station

Ever busy tube crowd

'Right'sided escalators

Running steep and proud

Where winters are bitter

Summers are few month old

There is ever little sunshine

And always biting cold

Of history and museums

Of stories ever told

Where every day is different

Until you ask it to unfold

Of street dances and plays

And artists on the street

Who ll sketch your picture

Extremely neat

Of macaroni and cheese

And hotdogs with chickens

And every lane has a cafe

Named after wordsworth and dickens

Of flee markets that flock 

With shoppers all day

Of stock exchanges that make

Money every day

The melting pot of cultures

With so many names

The bridges look so lovely

With ever flowing Thames 

And how can you not love a city

Beautiful in both sunshine and Rain

Take me to london, oh my dear once again