Peterborough Cry Poem by Moses Samandar
Peterborough Cry
This is for one, low and old.
Peterborough metropolis.
We have a Waitrose too, Vivacity has the power.
Metropolis genuine life, old and low.
Homeless, give them a Council House, there are enough.
M&S is sceptre special in Queensgate.
We are tired of working, Peterborough relaxes.
Genuine life, unreplaceable.
Saturday, December 27, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: cities
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