Whispy flowers grow,
In the Grey Friars Gardens.
Catching passing eyes!

Fine and looking good,
They are secret, understood?
But please take a look.
As complex as simple is.
Whispy flowers grow,
In the Grey Friars Gardens.
Catching passing eyes!

Fine and looking good,
They are secret, understood?
But please take a look.
Here on Lothbury,
Green tree grows and flowers bloom,
At this lucky shop.

The city is great,
There is much to see and do.
If you take your time.
Roland Hill standing,
On top of a letter box.
St Paul’s behind him.

What did Roland do?
Penny post for all letters.
Letters after him.
They’re everywhere,
Griffins standing strong and proud,
Around London town.

Here is one I saw,
As I walked the other day,
Looking so fierce here.
The Kop is the best,
The best supporters around!
Now you can win it!
Walk on, yes, walk on,
With hope in your heart, sing it!
When your beating Spurs!
Here’s ‘Al’ in St. Ives,
Harp player that calms seagulls.
Lets you keep your chips!
The notes ringing out,
Brings the people down the hill,
And calls the tide in!

A little magic,
In harmonic melodies,
Sitting by the sea.
Is it really you?
So, are you a character.
Let us know you’re there!
Few and far between,
Here’s someone wearing a hat.
Does that qualify?

We must do better,
Show the great people around.
We’re on the lookout!
Spurs amazing win!
Liverpools fantastic win!
What a final now!
A fight of two birds,
Cock Spur or the Liver Bird?
There are no cheap seats.

The Liver Bird’s big,
The Cock is small – who will win?
It’s Spur all the way!
Travelled all today,
St. Ives Cornwall to back home,
I am hungry now!
I enjoy cafes,
Tea or coffee with some cake,
And watch people pass.
In a corner seat,
A menu tells a story,
Of places I’ve been.

Yummy Scrummy love,
Is sweet – so tasty, so sweet!
Indulge it! Enjoy!