Have you ever ventured to
A place so far east that
Cockney rhyming slang sings
Kingly in the streets -long past it's olden days?
Nor did I -I would say; but I have
Every day of my life, I walk these
Yodelling markets, colourful with it's hustle & bustle.
~ Copyright © Ozlem Yikici 04.03.2013
- A bit wishy washy perhaps -oh well. Have a giggle with me. lol
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