Oh! Finsbury Square

It’s about this time Time to unwind As I wander through I can see so much to do But with little time A still, peaceful find

London at the weekend My new quiet friend Over the zebra crossing In my mind I sing ‘Oh Finsbury Square What goes there?’

The flowers are bright In contrast to the daylight A day of clouds The rain will come now A pink taxi drives by Slow in motion, like the sky

My feet take me to Sun Street Where buses and cyclists meet And shadows of tall buildings Over tower the fielding A mindful muse As the bus driver looks bemused

The Flying Horse Pub Time for some grub But there goes the time As calm as my mind The trees are tall Branches forming a ball Oh! Finsbury Square What goes there?


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