cross the street where you should
new stylish shiny cars must stop for you.
all is fresh like new, exactly neat.
no bird makes a mess, or too loud tweet.
air there is clean without question
through the day, through the night.
lake fishes swimming
keep to the right.
sidewalks pristine, in good repair.
there is no graffiti - anywhere.
quiet trams, smooth buses run on time.
poems of course are going to rhyme.
Thursday, December 29, 2011
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Well now... you know I don't like poems, especially those that rhyme. But this one is great - now I am wanting to see Zurich.
I love this little poem! It sounds like an orderly place and an orderly world, in all good ways. Though I'm not sure I'd want to live there, it sounds like a wonderful place to visit where all things rhyme. There's an energy to this poem, a nice fast clip, and I like the clever title, too!
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